Scuba in Flower Gardens, Gulf of Mexico

Thursday, March 17, 2011

He, unto himself

His mind is a diamond, the brain, soaking up information like a sponge. He asks God daily for strength to maintain a clear conscience. He sharpens his razor-edge life every morning with prayer and resolve. The straight and narrow is his mode of being. Impure thoughts long faded away. 

Thought control. 
Why? 
For power over self. 

Challenging his animal nature, he somehow manages to win time after time. Every night before bed he tells himself to focus his dreams, a mirror image of the path he takes during the day. This man learns as he sleeps and keeps the demons of capriciousness at bay. 

Always.
These attributes don't squelch his imagination, however. 
His creativity fuels him.

He sees the beauty of God within everything. These things inspire. He challenges himself to think higher, beyond the mundane. There is a spark of life inside of him that turns all his words into fire. Instantaneous combustion of ego sublimating raw essence of being. To exist is far from enough. No, he enjoys experiencing the future as he travels through the present, three steps ahead of the past. With a quiet mind, his actions and the movements of thought are quick, incredibly quick, and light, without the weight of guilt. There is a place within the depth of his heart that is so incredibly strong. It allows him to ask the question, ‘Why?’ without becoming perplexed.

All these ideas, revelations, envelope him. Yet, it is his love for life experiences that really keeps him moving forward.

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