Monday, September 04, 2006
Endless Was Never So Small
Big fish, little fish, and fish of every stripe and hue. It was not so long ago that I cut the waves of The Endless Ocean as a lonely little fish without a hope. Now I see there are other little fish everywhere and everywhen who swim and swum and swam among the beefy currents. Some swim by unheard and unseen leaving only tiny motes and swirls as they pass. Others stay and chat for a little while and share their thoughts and hopes and screams. Some come back again and again and some disappear in search of other little fish, never to be heard from again. I have learned that the vastness of The Ocean is not a thing to fear. Your reach is as endless as The Ocean if you want it to be. You can be a tiny cocoon of warmth and security and protection or you can be a vast universe of of knowledge. The limits of your heart and mind are yours to set whenever and however you wish. Be small, be big, be good, be bad, be spicy, be sweet, be hairy, be smooth, be creative, be destructive, be kind, be cruel, be loud, be soft, be a Beatle, be The King, be a pillow, be a blanket, be Bo, be Luke, be a beard, be a mustache, be stellar, be terra firma. The choice is all yours my friends. Don't let anyone make it for you because one day you could be zipping along your eccentric orbit minding your own business, basking in the faint light of your tiny sun, and all of a sudden you are not a planet any more. Bastards.