It all seems so strange that something that is so completely overwhelmingly obvious to me is so obscure in the minds of those around me. I have never had a harder time trying to find a similar thought pattern in people. Common sense is not so common because what is common is always changing. Trying to stay adaptable in these times is difficult; Trying to stay up to date on the latest and greatest a full time life absorbing task. People need to learn how to focus on the truly important aspects in life rather than the things that they are told and expected to focus on. Humanity needs to focus on refinement rather than luxury. Why must things have an insistent need to always be better? Why is it that this life is better than the one we had one hundred years ago? better than the life that existed a thousand years ago?  Is there not always Love, faith, happiness, desire, sadness, insanity, anger, hate, rage, deceit, loss, birth, growth, change? So why should the setting for these to occur really matter? Why destroy something that does not need to be destroyed for the sake of your insistent need to always have more, better things. Because comfort is a necessity? Because luxury is a sign of power? To whom, not I. Respectability has to do with the quality of a man not the quality of his existence and respectable people are becoming harder and harder to come by these days.

Material gain is what drives about 80 percent of the people in modernized society.
Survival is what drives 90 percent of the people in third world society.
Technology is what runs 98 of a modernized society
Instinct is what runs 98 percent of a third world society.

The wealthiest people in the world to me would be the monks and all the people who fallow the same basic guidelines to life. They are the ones capable of really comprehending what life truly is and what it's truly about and it is through their deep understanding and connections that they are able to tap into the energy well that is  made up of all, is nothing, and yet remains everything.

A mobieus strip is good clear image of what the universe essentially is and how it works, everything being connected and leading back into its self no matter how long the chain or strip may be, for it stretches as far as the universe and yet somewhere it connects back to itself just as it connects back to you.

"Okay Dani, I need you to sit down and have good hard serious conversation with yourself. Don't say I don't know, do not feel defeated, do not feel as if any path you want is closed and above all else do not doubt that you are capable of achieving great things in this life. This is your crossroads, this is where you choose the path that you walk for the remainder of your life, or at least until you reach the next crossroads. So what will it be? you are strong, you are young, smart, beautiful, healthy and whole. Do not squander the gifts you have been given by the universe. So I ask again, What will it be? Choose your path now."

Can I choose my path? Or will I meet defeat round every bend, come to a wall every time I turn around. It seems that's how it's always been and yet here I still am. I will not quit until I am dead. I am stubborn like that. I will not give up while a breath still lies in my chest and my heart beats it's rhythmic beat. I am bound for things I still yet do not understand and yet I know it's true, I've received the signs I've asked for every time, the last being the strongest most reassuring yet. I am on the right path but still here I am and I must choose. Do I continue my current path and pursue my greatness at whatever the cost may be? Perhaps even that of my own life? Or do I pursue a more mundane path, boring, frustrating but safe?....I doubt I could tolerate it for very long. Danger is something I love and yet have a distaste towards, in a way it almost lets me know what I am doing will incur some kind of change. What kind is hard to assume. Will it be the change I hope for, work towards and dream will one day happen? Or will the mundane atrocities of human life wash it all away like the tides on a beach?

"Trust in your mother ... trust in your true mother."

From this day forth I am no man's slave, I am a warrior
From this day forth I breath life, not chaos
From this day forth wherever my steps may lead is where I go, I fallow no man's path
Today there has been a great death amongst the spirits of old and upon us a gift bestowed by the passing. Let the energy flow back into all, feel it course through the veins of the universe and into thine very own hearts and through it feel all else who would do so to. Become one with the universe and let it flow through you into all you do.

A gift given to me so I may never lose myself again; a key back to reality from whatever far reaches of my mind I may wonder into. It seems so simple as I say it over and over and over again in mind, my mind's tongue feeling out every curve of every letter and there it is a tingling sensation like licking a battery, a surging energy that's a sensation to the soul and I know it's full of power, much more than I know I understand and so I keep it hidden deep where only I dare venture to find it for who would be mad enough to follow me into that deep descending darkness that dares grip your heart, mind and soul tighter with every lingering step...who I ask?...you? And then there was a feeling like falling off the edge of the world.