blinkers off

A whole bunch of 'stages', interpretations, analysis, gestures and of course those overwhelming emotions.
Is there even something left to be said about it?
Hasn't it all be felt, experienced, jotted down on once-white napkins in shady city bars?
Haven't we all read books...seen movies...heard songs...indulged in conversations...
all to somehow come to a point of clarity.
A sense of understanding.
What exactly is it that we're dealing with here?
Giving. Pulling back. Hanging on. Letting go.
Lets put it under a microscope and tear apart its threads... examining each in the perfect-est illuminating light.
The 'right' amount of exposure to the sun and we may have photographic evidence of the same.
Let us know what we are dealing with.
Let us know what we are dealing with now.

Joy expresses itself under certain conditions, but it is not created by those conditions.... in human experience, certain events are usually required to bring forth joy, but the joy is the perennial native state of the soul. Love is also native to the soul, but love is secondary to joy; there could be no love without joy.
Sri Sri Paramahansa Yogananda (The Divine Romance)

If I knew a way to offer up my free-will as a sacrifice to the knowledge of what-must-be-done, I would do it in a human heart-beat.
But the future is still variable and the ultimate destination only as far away as we would like it to be, through our actions.
There is no what-must-be-done.
There is no Guide-to-personalised-Salvation.
But there are questions that await reactions.
In grains of sand, the answers lie scattered.
I could enjoy the breeze.
or I could patiently piece experiences together.
Its a hot sticky day and no point waiting for that breeze.
Lets pretend we know where we're going.
Lets build up a rocky past.
I want to move on now.
I can't wait unanswered.

The picture pasted above is cute, but i disagree.
Its much enough :)