...And I had to go back to a deep, dark place in my past to find it
(CS).

I named my profile after this, poetry? Prose? I don't care.

Transientmind
I blow in the wind across this crust of land, a transient mind in search
of home, of peace. I see darkness in every direction, ignorance closes
in, taunting that I will forget all that I worked so hard to learn.
Hope, once so fundamental, is tempered by understanding and jaded by
realism, though what is real can be argued for an eternity and never
proven to all. The dreams of yesterday are a pitiful reminder of what
neophytes humanity will always be, ever searching and forgetting.
Sometimes a glimmer of aspiration infiltrates, mocking intuition and
lying that perhaps instead of learning the laws of the universe, one can
create a new one in an artistic flourish which in reality, is simply a
repetition of what mankind has done millions of times before and
vanishes before it is appreciated or understood. In this we understand
our reason for survival, our pursuit is not for the knowledge that we
gain in the end, it is the hunt itself, the learning is the objective,
we live to grow. It is this pointlessness that has plagued mankind
forever, to study the writhing, vain, searching nature of humanity is in
itself a writhing futile search. A plant grows for what? To be trodden?
To be eaten? The plant lives it’s brief life out in constant motion,
buffeted by wind and rain but ever seeking the elements that it needs
for survival, it is this exploration that forms the plant, which will
make seed and die in the end… for what? For the purpose of the growth of
the seed, the promise of a legacy, another hunt. If we achieve our
dreams today, what will we live for tomorrow? Another dream, the hope
that we will be constantly improving and helping others, never reaching
the optimum because if we do, what will we hunt?

Thankyou.

You're welcome.

I keep my promises.

You do, and is one of the many things that I love about you. (not in a
gay way, hahahah)

Again, thankyou Jonathon, for all that you have done...and all that you
are...a gift.

Life,,,Deep,,,and Feeling....good words..

I feel you ... Jonathon. Thank you.

Wow Jonathan! Thank You! Coming from you makes it even more meaningful!

I am so glad you put this in.

Thank you

Thanks y'all, I wasn't sure how it would be recieved.

thanks for the thread, awesome, thanks.

doc