Quick Draw
don't let your thumb tangle the trigger safety
Change is the whisper before you fall; recall a promise made.
It’s been a good twenty years since I convinced myself to boldly embrace writing. To dare expose what I thought; what I felt; to strangers who I give power to hurt me. To be on speaking terms with contradiction and embrace the truth unspoken until I found the courage to be brave in its light. Akin to a gunfight in the old west. I can guess the skill of my adversary; I can ask myself invasive doubting questions, such as did I undo the leather safety that kept my Colt housed in its holster? If not, I’m a goner. No time to fiddle with that when my opponent is beading in on my stance. I am vulnerable; and inadequate to the challenges life presents. Ready enough to survive some; ultimately fail if I presumed incorrectly.
aBut I must act; beyond finding meaningful or lable meaningless “here am I”
What is the meaning of life? Poises the eternal philosophical question.
Why, to find something that interest you. Smack dab in the power to make change. meaning is process. Are we not all in the process of doing something?
So much I uncovered, I am eager to share.