choices can be…

wings for soaring or they can be a beautiful noose that steals from us our last breath.

sometimes i like to live in the vein of “ignorance is bliss…”-its easier that way. because with knowledge comes responsibility. and sometimes i dont want to be responsible for shit. but if information is there for me to work with….i must be responsible and use it wisely.

every minute
every second
every day
every hour
every opportunity….

we make choices.

i believe WE hold the power to define our reality. its a simple choice. we are never left to the wind to carry us. we are powerful beings with choices at our disposal in unlimited form.

i pray every day that a force or my intuition guides me in the way in which i am to go. i pray that im given the information that will serve me in making the best decisions for creating a beautiful life. and when we ask for something, the universe grants it all in due time.

what happens when the universe provides you with information that isnt ideal for your ultimate goal? do you ignore the very “sign” youve been asking for simply because it wasnt the answer of the “sign” you wanted to receive?

dammit!

i seem to keep getting presented with the same fucking lesson.

why?

because im too hard headed to learn the lesson. i keep making the same choice over and over again in this certain area, and poof! here it is again. ive got to make a different choice. i have the information before me, and i need to use it wisely. but what i waaaaaaaaant is to is indulge myself in the beautiful disaster and sweetest downfall. so delicious…….

but, what i do know is….

“the definition of insanity is doing the same thing over and over expecting a different result.”

maybe its time i change some things prompting a different result. šŸ˜¦ but i want what i want…….

the only problem is, “there are always two choices. two paths to take. one is easy. and its only reward is that its easy.”…….i sooooooo want to make the juicy easy choice. but the universe held up its end of the bargain. i asked for signs. it presented them. i must honor that.

Albert Camus (winner of nobel prize for literature) said, “life is a sum of all your choices.”…i want my life to be a big glorious mound of gold. beautiful shiny choices. i can make bunk choices and can end up with a hot, steaming pile of shit. no thanks. i’ll settle for delayed gratification to obtain heaven on earth. these are my options.

so……i choose to fly and be free, and im gonna try my damnedest to make the “right” choice. and hopefully i wont put my neck in a noose just because im used to wearing a necklace.

so here i ask…..aaaaaaaaagain…….

“God, grant me the serenity to accept the things i cannot change, the courage to change the things i can, and the wisdom to know the difference.”

uncontainable peace to you in every choice you make…

n.

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4 thoughts on “choices can be…

  1. Robert Frost (1874ā€“1963). Mountain Interval. 1920.

    The Road Not Taken

    TWO roads diverged in a yellow wood,
    And sorry I could not travel both
    And be one traveler, long I stood
    And looked down one as far as I could
    To where it bent in the undergrowth; 5

    Then took the other, as just as fair,
    And having perhaps the better claim,
    Because it was grassy and wanted wear;
    Though as for that the passing there
    Had worn them really about the same, 10

    And both that morning equally lay
    In leaves no step had trodden black.
    Oh, I kept the first for another day!
    Yet knowing how way leads on to way,
    I doubted if I should ever come back. 15

    I shall be telling this with a sigh
    Somewhere ages and ages hence:
    Two roads diverged in a wood, and Iā€”
    I took the one less traveled by,
    And that has made all the difference. 20

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