One way that I find it easier to view the course of my life is by visualizing it as a long path. I am personally always walking through a forest, the trees sort of bowing to graze me with reminders of the necessary simplicity of things. I was just curious, what would your path look like? Garden of Eden kind of thing or maybe a sidewalk in a nasty part of town? Use your imagination and pave your own path.
fromdusktildawn: One way that I find it easier to view the course of my life is by visualizing it as a long path. I am personally always walking through a forest, the trees sort of bowing to graze me with reminders of the necessary simplicity of things. I was just curious, what would your path look like? Garden of Eden kind of thing or maybe a sidewalk in a nasty part of town? Use your imagination and pave your own path.
It's like beautiful rose garden I had with white azeals as tall as my shoulders dogwoods pink with ferns coming up everywhere along the ground lillies from yellow to orange tiger , pink to luscious purple and the roses .Deep rich reds american beauties and Pink Queen Elizabeths reaching for the sky now overgrown. Not enough time always the case without proper care wither and die like my soul ir seems. ..Trying to heal over & over but theTHorns ohh! the Thorns.
There's some nice parts, that's real smooth (having a really good day). But then there's the potholes and indentions (the bad days I do go through). And of course, it's very long and a little winding too.
One long relentless turbulently tough rocky path... Full of extreme ups and down, obstacles and surprises and setbacks a bit like a rollercoaster ride ghost ride
I view myself walking along it ducking and diving and watching over my shoulder for the evil ones all the while fighting for survival and justice in my life until I reach my final inescapable destination
Not much to describe when there's not much of a path. And I've never much been one to follow the paths layed out by others. It's certainly not paved, although I'll readily admit that I've borrowed a few foot-bridges from time to time - Mom might've raised some fools, but she didn't raise any DAMN fools - just to help me get across an otherwise unbreachable chasm.
Nope, not one much for following the trails of others - although I've taken more than one deer trace through some pretty rough country - but I've left a bit of sign behind me now and again just in case someone might want to catch up and tag along for a while.
Guess I'm just not much of a follower though I won't hesitate to defer to - and learn from - someone with more knowledge or greater ability. As far as that goes, I don't consider myself a good leader either, although, admittedly, some would disagree.
Naw, I reckon I mostly go my own way - whether it be up, down, sideways or in reverse - and try to leave things undisturbed or maybe just a little better for someone else who should happen to stumble upon my track and decide to amble along it for awhile.
...Not much of a path at all, so I don't reckon there's really all that much to describe...
fromdusktildawn: One way that I find it easier to view the course of my life is by visualizing it as a long path. I am personally always walking through a forest, the trees sort of bowing to graze me with reminders of the necessary simplicity of things. I was just curious, what would your path look like? Garden of Eden kind of thing or maybe a sidewalk in a nasty part of town? Use your imagination and pave your own path.
My path in life is full of cross roads. Sometime I take a left turn, sometimes a right. There are a few rest stops on my way. Sometimes there are hills to climb, sometimes there are gentle slopes down to make the journey easier. The scenery is always changing.
I started on a path of level terrain among lush well kept grass, beautifully tended flowers that were nourished with care and diligence. My wonder caught up in curiousity led to disguised feelings of bliss and fulfillment along the path for quite a while down the road. Upon realizing the folly of choice I'd made - stumbling along the way among some of the rubble and temporary storms that came about, another route was discovered at a fork in the road. Sitting on the fence, there, at the sideline I contemplated what I should do - which way to go...? With a bit of guidence from a stranger who was temporarily in my midst I was urged on to action. Jumping off the fence I proceeded to take the path to the East of me. Following steadily, stopping to rest occasionally, offering some plantings that may have given some beauty along the way. I still wander on but not quite as aimlessly.
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