The Workermonkey

Thursday, September 22, 2005

Change 

# posted by Brancibeer @ 9/22/2005 09:45:00 AM

Change is coming to my life. I know it, I feel it, and I see it. It’s that feeling of expectation. That big wave is rolling in and it’s going to crash, hard. I can’t do anything about but stare and wait for it to come and engulf my unmoving figure.

Change is reckless. It throws everything you know about the world into turmoil. I see it in my head as being caught in a tornado- clutching, clawing and grabbing at nothing and everything. It can suddenly be a fight for survival testing and prodding your innermost primordial character. Its you versus the beast that is you. Are you up for it?

Change is dangerous. God it’s dangerous. I’m cut wide open and exposed to the world. Who and what may enter is half chance mixed in with a healthy dose of self control. That big muscle-bound rottwiler breaks its leash and not even he knows where he’s going. Or why. He’s just running for something. Be careful. I’m scared to take it all in. I’m alive with so much fury and feel it hard. I’m fanning the flames of life with a sickness for more not knowing when or where to stop. I’m lost in my own dreams.

Change is beautiful. It’s the feeling of being alive with all you have to live for. It’s opening your eyes for the first time to something that can not be described. It’s the feeling of accomplishment, of relief, of genuine peace and serenity. It’s looking back and truly understanding why. Trust that, know that. I yearn for this beauty. I mourn for this beauty.

3 comments

Whoa, i gotta lay off the Kaluha in the mornings...

Comeon yall, dont be scared of a little poetry! Kolpakicus?

By  Brancibeer, at Friday, September 23, 2005 11:38:00 AM  

actually, i'm a little scared

By  Supreme Monkey Overlord, at Friday, September 23, 2005 1:31:00 PM  

Yeah lay off the Kabbala too.

By  DJ Booze Piñata, at Friday, September 23, 2005 3:13:00 PM  

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