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Everyone feels lost at some point. I think there are different degrees of lost though. I think for most people, they are happy little drones, who are born, live and die without even realizing it. And to them being lost is just a matter of times when they have too many choices at once. But to deeper people, being lost can last an entire lifetime. Ever felt you should be someplace, that you should be doing something, that you have some kind of destiny- but you just don’t know where you should be or what you should be doing to achieve it? I have felt that way my entire life. I don’t think I will ever be completely “happy.” Because there is something I cannot see, something that is underneath the veil of reality I can just sense. It’s just there, teasing me, calling to me. And it comes and goes at certain times in my life- sometimes so strongly I can almost reach out my hand and touch it it is that strong- making me feel a need for it, even though I don’t know what it is. I know it is there, but I cannot grasp it. I don’t even know what senses im using to know its there. Only that it is there, behind the physical, waiting for me to reach out and embrace it. And I know that if I do I will know real happiness. Yet, no matter how hard I have tried to tear the veil open with my third eye, no matter how much ive concentrated, thought, lived my life a certain way… I just cannot get to it. And so I have had to just deal with the “yearning” and force my mind, body and spirit into some cohesion, that will at least allow me to feel “contentment.” A great friend once told me there are drones in life who can do pretty much any mundane task and be happy. And there are other, more specialized people, who are not good at much. Yet the thing they are good at they excel at so well they are considered prodigies and geniuses. And it’s those rare people’s task in life to find what it is they were made for. Sadly most of those people never find out what it is they have been made for. They are tools that have a specific and very fine purpose, yet all their lives they are used for crude and basic things they were not designed for. And they know only that they don’t fit. These are the truly lost.
"When I was a child I flew! Then as an adult- I watched others soar."
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