The universe....

Ever get that feeling that somebody/something is pulling the strings in this crazy little game of life? That our actions aren't necessarily our own? Or is it more that we have a personal legend to fulfill. A destiny, or perhaps a path that we should follow. We can't see it, but it's there and most of the time I think we just idlely plod along, more or less on it. There are times when you feel completely at odds with your surrounding, in a grey place. I think this is life telling you that you've walked way off the path and need to find your way back.

Then there are times when this great mystery, that we live through, gives you the biggest fucking nudge and says "This is where you need to be, this is where you are going, this is what has been set down for you!" It's that really wierd, yet amazing, feeling - like all the planets are aligned and that you are the centre of the universe, suddenly calm and focused and aware.
I felt this over the weekend. A beautiful feeling, but also a little scary.

This post is a bit more serious than my previous ones. I am a lot broken still from the Double Island Diesel Assualt. I am tired and my body is far from impressed with me. But hey, it was a blast!

"If you go to war, you expect you might get shot. That still doesn't make it hurt any less!"

Sleep well,
J.