Journey’s always come to an end at some stage, for the end is a part of what any journey’s are all about, for when one reaches the destination, it’s actually not an end, it’s a starting point for a new journey.
And if one is the same person at the end of a journey, as what they were at the start, then they haven’t traveled anywhere, they’ve just been in a revolving door.
And so it is with of the information we’ve been looking at over the last few years, it’s been a heck of a journey, and with the amount of information covered, one is definitely not the same person as the one who start so long ago.
But the information one is looking at is being put on repeat mode, and when one starts covering the same ground over and over, the view, as amazing as it looks, begins to look the same.
But that doesn’t mean that the journey is at an end, I’ll just begin a new one and add it to the journey’s already taken, and I’ll be interested to see where it goes, and even though one is still in this reality, I checked out of it many, many years ago, and become the detached observer, for the shenanigans of this reality doesn’t deserve mine or anyone else’s emotional investment.
So this journey of life is in reality a multiple of smaller journey’s along the way, and it’s not a case of if one wants to start, one is already on the way, for a journey without intention is a journey led by others, and it depends if we want to learn the lessons along the way.
And even though I knew things with this reality wasn’t quite right, I now see them know in a completely different light, for the reality of this reality is, everything has been totally rigged and jigged.
If The World Were Real
A journey of a thousand miles always begins with the first step