Sunday, January 24, 2016

How I learned to love the bomb

How quickly we forget what happened.  Rare is the person who reflects long enough to remember the pitfalls of our own past. 

While I have been thinking about the past a lot I have not forgotten where I'm going.  It can't be said that there is only one path foreword.  After all we live in a universe of almost infinite possibility. (trust me, I know time.)

But how do we choose what path to set out on?  Well, I don't know how you do it but I do so based on the core priniples and values.  That's right, I think there is absolute truth in the universe.  In doing so I find myself set apart from a lot of the people whom I grew up with.  My coming of age the first time proved that I can not trust them because they waffle.  My second coming of age will not see me attempt to fix them again.  I know I can not fix them.  But that also hurts them because they don't understand why I don't want to be around their constant failure. 

I can not correct their own internal problems so what can I do for them?

The only thing I can do is make my self better so that I can hopefully keep them from dooming us all, again.


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