Thought Fifty

Is it that we want to worship and give thanks to something greater than us? To experience more. To have the ultimate daddy in the sky that grants us wishes and makes our dreams come true? To not have to take responsibility for our own actions and inactions.

I was emptying the trash cans in my home and realized how much I enjoyed this house. I have been here a year and still find things I like about it. Feeling that gratitude, I almost gave thanks to a god I was raised with but have shed like a severe case of the flu. That god had nothing to do with my life and how it has progressed. No master plan, no destiny, only the most likely outcome in this particular stream of reality.

I don’t choose to not believe in as much as I choose to recognize some gods and shun others. Learning always from the people around me, I choose not to have belief systems as they require a support system. Like a table with three legs. You remove one, and the whole thing crashes.

Instead, I choose to find truths.

Truths in the line of a book, something someones says in a movie, in a business meeting where a different thought arises and disappears just as quickly. In a thought unbidden, in the sheer beauty of a moment, in a child’s smile or a firm handshake.

These are moments when truth stands before me, ephemeral in nature for those that have eyes to see, ears to hear, a heart to feel.

I choose to be a traveler. To the places of truth far and away. To find what most never search for.

Right here.

In this place.

In this time.



Author: Robertus Invictus Maximus

Walking alone, in this the white desert.

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