“Through the Painted Desert”
I’m tired of living life in a state of inauthenticity. I’m tired of feeling sorry…no it’s not that it, I’m tired of the feeling that I’m supposed to be sorry. I want to tell myself that I don’t care what other people think, but I want to walk away believing it. I want identity that’s discovered and not constructed. I want to unravel the truths of live without having to ask for poeple’s guidance…
I want to be there; to be the smiling poor, the perfectly contented vagabond who flies wherever the wind blows…because the wind is always blowing some place new and exciting…To be a riddle that people laugh out loud at, but down deep ponder in the silence with kindred hearts that want nothing more than to see that soul succeed at something they lack the courage to do..,
Peace and Love
Mikey
I too, sometimes feel like i’m living a somewhat unauthentic existence… not that I don’t know who I am, but perhaps I don’t portray exactly who I think that I am to others… not sure if that’s the same as what you’re feeling, more than likely not, but at least I feel ya on this a little bit
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