Twilight
I keep brokenheartedness nearby. It is good to know I can break. Be human at least one more day. The transformation not yet complete. There is a shift that happens in a man where he stops concerning himself with what he could have and starts concerning himself with what he has.
I am tired. The way of an old cathedral. The way of a farmer’s dusty dog. Still walking in life. Still reaching. But not running after anything. Experience lends patience. If it is here today it will be here tomorrow. True of problems but not people. It would be more true to say that people may not be here tomorrow but the right people will be here tomorrow. Time does the straining. Time puts people where they belong. Wherever they go. After the straining I have never known what to do with people.
There are dragons in need of slaying, so many monsters that need destroying. A man must be very deliberate with his destruction. Systematic. But people are not systematic. They don’t understand queues and stages of life. Humans speak the language of desire and need and sadness. Humans understand the skinny present moment and the small streaming consciousness that goes through it.
People speak of dying for a person but dying is easier than living. Living for someone is harder. Living is true sacrifice. Because parts of you will die long before the lights go out and you will have to keep breathing.
