Stop Random Randomness-Or Not. Join The Cause Now!

There is a new war for me to wage, it is the war of randomness! We must all do our part to stop randomness now! We should be pensive and thoughtful of every step we take on this dear planet and the repercussions of those steps, and of not taking those steps as well! If we live our lives with introspection and forethought rather than retrospection and hindsight, are we not going to create a more obvious path which actually leads somewhere? I'm talkin' "here's the sidewalk, here's the garden not to be stepped in" type stuff. Rather than wandering aimlessly. If we wander aimlessly we are likely not to get anywhere. I believe it was Ralph Waldo Emerson who wrote of "the path less traveled" there is a cross-roads and a decision to be made, often more than once in one's life, as to where to go, what to do. The problem is that everyone now seems to be operating with all terrain vehicles or SUV's & no GPS systems at all.

Then the flip side of the coin: what might we miss if we only read the road map? If I turn left at exit #5 then turn onto the overpass and hook a right where the heck am I? Am I at a diner where I can feast & feel replenished and satisfied and go merrily back on my way, get back on the super-highway? Or am I at a dinky, dingy, self-serve gas station which is closed, out of windshield wiper fluid, unable to scrape the incidentals of my journey off my windshield?

There is a lot of fun and surprisingly reflective scenery to be found by merely wandering through life. I believe it is about the journey and not the destination. However, that being said, I still don't want to end up stuck in traffic with all the other schmucks like me who failed to plan ahead- staring at a "road closed for repair" sign "please take the appropriate detour" and not have enough "gas money" or "fuel" to get there. There - where? I have no clue. How's that for randomness? I suppose "there" can be where your soul is meant to be, it can be where your heart truly lies. Some people get there quicker than others. I'd like to think I've caught glimpses of it here and there, maybe picked a roadside flower to treasure in a scrapbook later down the line.

But I suppose now, I'm noticing the gas gauge, I'm noticing the eternal clock's ticking, I'm noticing that I'm closer to the down-side of the gauge than the fully loaded and charged side. Somebody get the jumper cables quick because I'm not ready to be done. I mean, it isn't like I'm dying, other than in the sense that we all are at some point, but I'm just aware of the gauges now which I overlooked before.

I suppose if we stopped randomness, this work of words would not exist, maybe I'm promoting my own demise? Hm. The flip side of the coin, there are always two sides to each story. I mean, after all, I'm sure somebody obviously found some sort of charming or endearing quality in Charles Manson too, but..... Do you see where I'm going with this? If not, wipe off your windshield, fuel up, I've got a road tour to take you on. If you do understand, then we are both on the same journey and traveling either steadily or precariously, yet traveling forward all the same. I'll meet you at the next rest-stop. Mind the detour signs!

Be well Dear Readers and be blessed!