Wanderings Of A Philosophical Wonderer

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Thursday, July 12, 2007

Psychic Phoenix

I will not bow down to the many demons that lurk behind every corner in my life. I may be only mortal, but I believe the years and the harshness of reality have aided my transition from a boy into a man. A man I am, and a man's responsibilities I bear. Old soul eh, R? I'm still pursuing my dreams, difficult as it is. But they say the journey to the top of the mountain only serves to make the view sweeter. I shall hold on to that philosophy, as I hold on to all my values and principles, and I will not fall. I will not falter. I have already fallen, and in the words of a dear friend, "Two days ago you sounded like you were gonna kill yourself." I have dwelt enough on the pain of mortality, and it is time for me to rise from the ashes. A veritable phoenix, one that lives forever. Isn't that what our souls are, in the end? The pain will fade, given time. I have two years to catch up on my musical dreams, and hone my skills at my chosen craft. This isn't a setback, it's a blessing in disguise. Nothing I say right now will lessen the pain at losing yet another person I care about, but again...the pain will diminish with time. My very presence here is a testament to the healing effects of the passing years. JB couldn't break me. J couldn't. And I am still here. Suddenly the sun no longer burns me. It floods my room with golden light, and its warmth seems to seep into the bleak space where I live and breathe. Hope. So frail...so very fleeting, yet so very precious to those of us who need it so desperately in times of darkness. I count myself lucky to have had such a tight circle around me right when I fell. Kenneth lifted me up from the gloom yesterday, and today I still feel his lingering presence around me, bringing a smile to my lips. Kenneth...you have always been there for me. Thank you. *hugs* And to my circle of best friends...what would I have done without you? No, don't answer that. Thank you for the warmth and comfort that night at the reservoir. I won't forget it either. It will still hurt, I guess. But knowing that the pain will lessen with time helps to ease some of the grief.
And I rise once more from the ashes.

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