Ups and Downs VS The State of Consciousness

Through the whispering winds I can hear the state of consciousness calling me from my deafening dreams. Nothing about this life I lead is ever a black and white path of yellow brick roads to ensure me that I will not stray. The brightly colored fields just beyond my reach tell me that my desire to find myself among the hordes of sweet, soft flowers will not be in vain. These flowers each serve as a reminder to every dream or aspiration I have and will ever consider. But which flowers should I choose to make my rare bouquet of flowers that stand in my window of consciousness? While the clouds above decide to nurture or render this time spent useless?

Sometimes my thoughts become so complex and simply run away from me leaving me in the dust. How sure are we that we know who we are and who we want to become? I'd like to touch on this topic because so many of us struggle with who we are in adverse to who we see ourselves as in the future. The choices we make and the actions we take shape our state of mind both in the present and in the future to come.

Sometimes I find myself afraid of my own mind. Its the through thoughts that I posses as I spend each moment to consider where these roads may lead. A "perfect" storybook ending or the unsettling darkness that we turn a blind eye to. Sometimes its easier to take the smooth path while compromising everything we stand for or taking the uphill twisting, winding battle full of empty gas tanks, flat tires, and spike strips. None of our choices are fool-proof and clear streams. A solid belief that no matter how rough the terrain is we will still end up on top of that mountain overlooking the field of flowers we were desperately searching for. Its an easier ride down that the confusing map that lead us here.

In the end only we can get us there.