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 Bridge to Inifinity
So on the bridge to infinity, standing forlorn, unsure which route will lead me where, no particular care in mind, for destiny is a sure fickle thing, that does not welcome to be tampered with. So therefore, what choices do I hold, other than to be subservient to fate and follow my destiny to where it may lead, whatever the consequence. How some would deride this action and proclaim proaction and correct choices to attain the required outcome. Yet they don't stand here, with no choice other than acceptance of whatever the Gods of fortune have in their playful minds.
Who am I, a mere mortal, to argue or question what the Gods have decided long, long ago, before I saw the light of day. Is it within my power or ability to question what is in store for me. For surely, the complete puzzle is available to the Gods, so who am I with my limited vision and knowledge to question them; and if I should do so, what would be the effect or response, surely the wrath of the Gods would be far worse than to accept my current fate and graceful surrender to the outcome that is in store for me.
So here I stand awaiting a conclusion to my fate and whether this is the time to cross the bridge into infinity - where awaiting, arms open, are endless souls I have know throughout eternity. Waiting to greet my return from this passage into morality, that was intended only to break the boredom of eternity and provide a source of reflection and memories to think about until I can visit this place again - sometime in a far off future.
Crossroads
At this crossroads I stand, my fate not in my own hands but in the hands of the Gods - by whatever name you call them - it is they who have supremacy over all things, and if you anger them what price should be demanded as penitence. So what options are there open to one, when all in fact seems out of control, because this is the realm of the Gods, and they alone will decide
Feet of Destiny
It is at the feet of destiny, that our fate truly lies.
Helpless. but to follow whatever shall befall us,
Or are we able to cavort with fate.
Altering the course of our lives.
Creating a reality of our own making.
Majestic in its glory, as a statement of our being,
That at sometime we once passed this way.
Not being contented with passivity or subduegation.
We dared to try to change things.
Sometimes taking a path of difficulty.
In order to raise above the mundane.
Creating a more beneficial life experience, albite a more precarious one.
Yet by doing so, at the hour of our passing we will have diminished any regrets,
Being able to surrender our spirit up in the knowledge that we will be able to make the most and experience the maximum from whatever should befall us.
Within the bounds of our lives we are destined to wander, not knowing whether we shall live or die, surviving day by day, year by year, until time for us is no more.
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