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Posted: November 14th. 2005 11:27:21 PM
The Wheel Turns Full Circle
by Shadow Walker
Age Group: Adult
The Shadow Grows Longer In the Light…
I was watching the "Happy Days Reunion" tonight and the Father made a comment that really hit home…
"At these milestones in life one looks back on what has been accomplished…"
Donna is on the verge of delivery and I find I have plowed head on into the Stonehenge of milestones in my 32 years.
Doubts… Fears… Ancient Personal History, all glaring at me from the shadows of my past.
As every "Father-to Be" I am taking these as the New Dad Shakes…
Something someone should write a chapter on in one of those cursed "What To Expect" Books.
Admittedly, I am running on a high emotional roller coster currently and my sleep factor is low,
thus making this the perfect time to just hit the road and reflect.
Despite all the factors involved, I do think this trip trough time could be very useful
in helping me discover just what the hell makes me think I can pull this "Parenting" thing off.
I have to say that I have had one Hell Of A Ride through life up to now…
I have had Love, Lost Love, and found True Love.
During every moment I have studied, examined, felt, and grown.
Taking every lesson to heart so I never make the same mistake twice.
I have learned the true power of Words… both spoken and unspoken.
I find that every action, every word, every microscopic idiosyncrasy has meaning.
My greatest Demon in this – is tone…
This one simple thing can, and has, sealed the fate of all the worlds rulers.
Words by themselves have great power.
Words spoken by an individual have ten fold the power, never treat them idly.
Relationships can shape every aspect of a person.
Both past and current.
For with every action taken in a relationship you shape the future of that relation and yourself.
Bad relationships can sentence a person to years of torment and suffering.
While good relationships have enabled the great achievers of the ages to flourish in even the twilight of their time.
I have worked for the largest movie studios in the known world and for the lowest level of society.
Each using my services to help sell themselves as the benchmark of whatever they have to offer.
To help remind myself of the aspects of my trade I commonly refer to those of us doing this work as "Art Whores."
Society as we know it can neither live with us or without us.
Acting as hired parrots squawking to the world about what their missing.
Both sides are equal, they are both only manipulating society to fit their wills.
Shadows are all I ever leave here. The light has no place in paid lies.
History makes us all.
Every action taken in life leaves behind it a mark recored in our individual history book.
It is these marks that judge us, not the actions or whims of an unknowable Deity.
For we truly are the record keepers of our life.
The Judge, the Jury, and the Executioner all rolled into one.
Every action causing a direct effect upon how our lives are played out.
Both Good and Bad hold equal sway here, and our own actions will
direct how future external actions are revealed to us.
If John Gault can stop the engine of the world as a single man,
then each and every life holds the potential of changing the world.
Boil it down and all I find is:
Truly live life.
Take it's rewards and pains.
Throw your hands in the air and refuse to ever hold on to a safety when you can, for in these moments you grow.
Love, laughter and respect hold the keys to the future. If these are intertwined life will be a pure and true journey for all.
I hope I get it… only my son can let me know.
Contemplations On The Verge Of Death…
This has been a very full year.
The season of death is full upon us.
The leaves have fallen, the grass browned.
The harvest has been taken,
and the winter moons loom on the horizon.
The wheel has brought promises full circle
and has taken many dreams and wishes.
Many new doors have opened,
several have closed for good.
Lives have been granted and loves have been lost,
both at a snails pace and in the blink of an eye.
It's amazing how quickly time passes in retrospect ,
and it's amazing how many things are taken for granted,
or skipped over because you'll get back to it later...
But I was going too....
We all wanted to....
That's the gift and the curse of the wheel.
So much beauty and life surrounding us at every moment
that we sometimes forget to notice it all.
Our life and senses become overwhelmed with it.
Our blood races with the pulse of it.
Our nostrils flare with it's heady fragrance,
seducing and enticing us with every breath, every promise.
We race and run attempting to catch every last drop of it's heady nectar.
If we miss a drop that's O.K..................
I'll run back that way in a few and catch it then.
But the wheel is ever turning.
By the time we make it back that branch has withered it's beauty,
all it's dew has dried and all it's color has fallen.
All we're left with is the skeletal remains of the path that once was.
Mere traces in the dust of time of what might have been, but never was.
Living with the wheel teaches all to be in the present with an eye to the future.
Never forget that She is always turning, always changing,
ever promising, ever granting, ever taking, ever withering.
"Alas poor Uric, I knew him well Heratio."
A baby cries as it enters the world.
Author's Location: Murfreesboro, Tennessee
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