Saturday, 18 June 2011

Adrift in the long beautiful night?

Set about.

Fog closing in?

Sea anchors.

Guiding star gone?

Stop and think.

There is no progress to be had if not insighted by thought.


Ignore their comfort pained paths.

No one is adrift who thinks.

Ignore the pain.

Ignore their comforts.

Think and join the free.

Then take your direction.

A direction they will hate for it removes you from their comfort.

Go now.