i had the wonderful pleasure of spending the dawning of my 33rd year with a few close friends. i had tried to be as non celebratory as possible but i can’t resist it too much because it’s hard to say no to some excellent french food. certainly i’ve been dreading turning ‘older’, not because i am getting old or anything but more as a stark reminder of the passing of time. time as a very limited quantity and given my lofty ambitions, it seems that there is too much to do tomorrow and truthly for the rest of my life. i won’t go as far to say that it’s about accomplishing so many things but invariably milestones need to be reach for the ulimate expression to be in full effect. the trick of the exercise is express it in the constant state of the present moment. which reminds me of my dinner conversation on that non celebratory night in which i expound my utlimate goal in the myarid vehicles of expression. in particular i gave significant insight to why i feel no remorse when i consider the amount of time i spent on the vehicle of orange. in it’s all consuming capacity, i am ever slightly aware on the fulity of the exercise but at the same time i am inspired by the possiblity by which it may allow me to operate in the long view of life. certainly, i have taken quite a long view on the exercise but i do lose sight of that vision from time to time.
and so, i was asked, what can you tell us foolish one? and thus i spoke of the nature of clarity. the clarity of purpose is undoubtedly the most significant force in compelling me to act with great vigor. clarity in itself is insufficient for a sustainable exercise in metaphysical gameplay but combine it with a little confidence and i dare say the results are simply delicious.