A father's journal about his son and their adventures

Thursday, November 5, 2009

Different Mirrors

Isn't it funny to look at changed things?
It makes you different and sometimes a lil strange.

What you thought it was before is washed and is gone.
Because what was thought of or the way you thought it would be, is always different then what we do actually see.

To recognize this perception.
Is a peculiar piece of personal progression.

And its OK to feel the fear, detailed in different mirrors

Imagine if we knew the final score before the games was played.
There would be zero reason to live and stuck in time delay.

Play it loud.
Walk with a swagger.
Years sway to seconds.
Life is hear...live in the now.

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