shifts

I am simply lost and this is where I am. Not that everything I do has lost meaning. It's just that, so little in my life makes sense now. This log exists. For what reason, I don't know. But I look to this and realize my shifting states of existence. And that many of the things I do simply rotate around the fact that a lot things I do, I do simply because I am compelled to win. As if some absurd game that has no real rules but to beat the numbers and finish first.

Despite what I do, I miss something. I also come up a little short. This strikes me as odd because as far as I have gone beyond myself. I simply cannot exceed what I set.

This is another shift of my change of my mind. It is just that, in this moment of epiphany that I call now. I can push myself further. That although my axis of focus has converged into a discernable path, I still lose sight of what has to be done.

Let me not be lost by all the lyrical nonsense that surrounds us. Let me Discover my own strength.

Purge all the nonsense.

And let my life have meaning again.