Sleepy Thoughts-Time & Progression

Time is endless... as these tracks appear to be, long and unwinding, no flexibility or much room to breathe, unless the time you have, you spend wisely.

Currently, I listen to the clock sing it's blues to me... "click, clack,click, clack,click,clack... and so on." It doesn't stop, at least for now because the batteries are clean, fresh... just like a new life blown into my arms by a sweet unforeseen breeze. I breathe the presence of unity and peace. I appreciate the existence of divinity and excellence. And am very much so involved with a love affair to maintain my own sanity.

Meanwhile, "click, clack, click, clack, click, clack... and so on." I fight thoughts of my family hiding something from me and still not yet treating me as an equal. It's hard being the baby, rarely do people take you seriously. Especially those whom you love.

Instead of believing, respecting and letting time flow on so that the healing begins... they fight, argue, judge and label, stopping time in midair. Though impossible as it seems, it's true. Time stops because no progress is being made. Instead, vile statements are made, conducted by tongues trusted by a previous love.

Look at these tracks... each nail, each bolt, each sliver of wood were made at a different instant in time. Each connection, each hammer, each tightened screw were made one at a different moment in time, through many hours, many days, many minutes... progress was made.

Time is given to us, for this purpose; to make progress. And when we fail to do so, it stops. It stops because we hold on to these drab instances that could actually make us better and help us move on, help us grow.

But what of this which we do not allow that stops time? Anger, dissatisfaction, disapproval, shame, guilt, negativity... in most forms, yet first, the inability to accept things as they are and move on.

Because I am who I am I will be not invited to certain functions; I will not be called by some people; I will be ignored by others; I will be looked at dis-favorably; I will possibly be threatened and even attempts to hurt me may come across, yet none of these may bother me as much as when time stands steal from a malfunctioning effort of familial peace and reconciliation.

I just want time to move on. I want time to not be such a prevalent factor in our relations, I just want to progress... move forward and grow.

But, I'm actually hella sleepy, so wherever this was initially going will just have to wait for now.

Peace.