If we, in fact, are to succeed in this vision, this crux of life. What are we then to do? Shall we then punt? Yes. I've been watching a tad of football.
But what indeed is this life? I've been self aware for, well, I'm into my seventh decade of self. And awareness. I'm impressed with how little I know.
There is, of course, a different but also an infinite parallel between wisdom, knowledge, and intelligence. And of course the ever popular mentioned: common sense- lay persons are so very fond of bringing up in verbal discourse.
We inhale and exhale. Love. And eliminate waste.
There must be more.
I feel an incredible emptiness at times. It hurts.
This feeling does not make me unique. If perhaps a small measure of honesty is applied, everyone goes through a period of empty measure. Many periods of empty measure in the decades we spend on this rock.
Like a never-ending roller coaster ride at Cedar Point or Kings Island.
I have never been to Kings Island.
Throw in the towel?
Perhaps. But not just yet.
