Helter Skelter

Everyone has to fit in. A few are good at most things they try, but most aren’t. So we get by by finding the thing we think we can do, and then trying to do that as best we can so that we burrow out our own little niche where, no matter what anyone else does, we will always fit in, ‘cos that’s what we do.

The world looks like it is fading fast; I might seem like I have made decent progress over the last few years, but the more it seems that way, the less it seems that way. I wish I had my niche, but it isn’t anywhere on the horizon.
There should be a book of rules on life, that dedicated an entire chapter to finding one’s niche. But if there was, I’d probably have rejected it anyway. Aloha irony.

I guess it’s all relative and a matter of varying perspective. Some days, everything is totally worth it and some times you have to wonder whether that is true at all.
Speaking of which, no one can know The Truth, because no one actually sees it. Now I get why people make such a big deal of this whole ‘enlightenment’ thing.
The way things are going, tomorrow could be the start of a new war. You could evaporate without ever finding your niche. You could cease to exist without ever finding the love of your life. You could go, without ever saying what you mean or meaning what you say; or both. You could end without ever starting.


“... they say Jump, you say How High?”

Corrine Bailey Rae – Like A Star
Texas – Inner Smile