Muddy Waters

Muddy Waters

Nov. 2007



Life seems muddy.
Why try to get unpolluted just to get polluted again. Then you try to get unpolluted again and again.
The viscous cycle of it all is exhausting.
It tires you and wears you down.
Repeated over and over and over and over and over and over again.
You battle the day, all day.
You lose your mind regardless of the battles outcome.
You retreat.
Sometimes you retreat to safety.
Sometimes you retreat to more chaos.
Sometimes you retreat to more battles.
Every battle, every fight, every stress can be bowed and twisted however you or the faction choose.
You can’t choose your brawls, but your mind (which is the bona fide regulator) does choose your struggles.
Your mind decides on your outcome, your perception and your opinion.
Your body pays the price.
You see muddy waters.
You see clear skies.
You see it all in a rainbow of contemplations, considerations, reflections, concepts, inspirations, theory’s, notions and philosophies.