Is it as it should be, this frame in which we sense this world, is it much to large or much to small, are we in decline or merely rising? Is it worth the effort to force a belief into to the equation, to seek a solution? Is it in how we dance or how we bury ourselves away, can we strive for rightness, yet stay where we stand? The paradox of opposites contracts and reforms, if we reach further will it continue to expand, this life in the palm of our hand? Should we examine the circuitry or just feel its pulse, can we patiently collapse into a memory or should we burn ourselves away in momentous moment? Choice, is it in the action without deciding, or in the planning for who we are, who we will become? Choice, is it to decide a path, a purpose? May it be that, to construct your world and how you will choose to shape it, to be apart of your own belief, to turn myths into the songs of your own cosmology. To create or to destroy, is the only question left to ask.
Image by: Christophe Gin