Words? They are what I focus on these days. It's a big part of what I do these days. I try to find good words, kind words, or words that heal others. If you have read my book, a lot of my words aren't quite healing. They were theraputic to me, and they still are! My stories, though, as I continue to write will always be healing for me. I walk a road through my mind each time I write, the path only comes to me as I write. As disjointed as this sounds, putting my words together in any fashion pushes my days along. So, why do I speak of kindness in words? Simple, in my everyday life, I'm not in a story. It's my life.
In my life, I choose kindness and happiness. Kindness is not to heal me, it is so that I am a good man to the others around me. It is important to me that for all the wrongs that I have done that I find a way to change my "Karmic Fate" (Is that a thing?) How do I change my stars? I go about things in a way that is different from the past. I am not slowing into kindness, I did an about face to it.
My next steps? Well, I control that, don't I? I walk the paths that I choose. My words carry the weight of my own impending end. I know that it well end sooner or later, but until that day I think I'll be a better person.
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