It is either a rush or a lull —
a lull then a rush then a lull then
a rush. In the lull, you prepare
for the rush, for the rush will come,
and in the rush, in the back of
your mind you imagine the lull, for
the lull will come. Even, steady
days that flow out smoothly at a
regular rate — these are not regular
at all. The average is not average:
the extremes blend together if enough
time has passed: the lull and the
rush, together and mixed in your
reckoning (that was a bad year,
that was a good year). The pace
of the world is not regulated by
our desiring, and it is often too
much to handle or too little to be
interesting — the rush and the lull.
Never forget how these times
coalesce into one thought, there
on your dying bed, when all the
seasons have passed by: "that
was a bad life" or "that was a
good life". And this, we do not
average with any other factor.
Morgan W. Brown
3:11am wednesday, 21st may
Cool blog. Shortly, I'll be posting a link to H13 at Norsehorse's Home Turf Alternative Mental Health Links page: http://nht_amhl1.blogspot.com
Morgan W. Brown
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