Sunday, February 20, 2011

When does it start, and when does it end?

What do we want out of life, when do we find that sense of purpose and achievement? How do we reach out and grab hold of what defines us. When can we take a step back and look over the horizon of the rising sun, when can we stop rushing through life and always saying that we don't have enough time for the things that matters most?

Because there is no dollar value attached to it, thus no one ever finds the time to do it. But it should be done, and its value is worth more than any dollar can buy. Time is found and made, and there is ever infinite amount of time to be used.

I seek to find the path, and I seek to draw that path on the map in my hands.

Logging off,
Lawy3rz