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Working sickness.

Once again into the grind of daily life, living to stay in motion, and coming back home all in due time…We trust the goal with courage, faith in our plans giving courage wings, and manifesting our plans into the reality we so desire…What is this olive-drab cross I’ve come to bear with the rest of civil-‘lies’-zation?…We are not-so-plastic cogs…I feel weathered, but not weakened, by the whirlwind around the way…Making more money to suit the needs of some end goal…Plans that make me feel rich in spirit, but sometimes tend to let me down if I only think for the moment…I is never easy to task one’s self with a day-to-day system of ritual and ridicule, as most jobs have become, but instead, we seem to enjoy the spirit of the challenge…Some of us become managerial persons, and find ourselves directing the actions of the majority under our jurisdiction, we become the authority to which others define their behavior…I seem to reject authority, even if I am wrong, but it is as though I find the need to be this defiant person who dredges the reefs of emotional incorrigibility…There are times when I feel used to this role of mine, and other occasions where the need to find myself leads to contradiction with my associates in whatever goal we all seem to be contributing to…It can be disturbing all the way to certain nauseous tendencies, but we each have to carry our burden for the distance that is required, or we perish in some regard that we don’t know of until it is too late…It is then that we can either learn from our mistakes, or decide that it is too much for us to realize for ourselves, the individual chooses the final option…States of mind jump between stable work and a more freelance approach to make ends meet…With all the bills and necessary spending, it can make it difficult to survive without one or the other, but today I need to make both work for me….my survival and the survival of the certain future are reliant upon my success…Wish me luck in your prayers, dreams and nightmares…

Thanks, khet.