Time and Time Again
At the start of the week, I found myself completely engulfed. Consumed by time and energy, everything just seems like a swift. Time for a challenge? Something perfect to take one out of a rut. Time to release energy. Time to burn energy. Take one's mind off things. A mental vacation. One with dreams fulfilled. But a dream is only an illusion that ends when you wake up or come out of your day dream while crossing a street. I do not find time for dreams. They only slow me down in my Prozeß. Cut through the outer shell and find a meaning. Cut through that meaning and find another. Under it, if you dig deep enough, you may find a third, a fourth. Who shall say how many teachings?