A voice inside my head, inspired by someone else’s song
August 20, 2012 § 1 Comment
Sitting in a darkened room offloading thoughts that scurry to bathe in shadow, like wearied minnows struggling against the current of a relentless stream.
‘Take leave of life to examine life,’ he said, ‘and you will return a learned man.’
I wonder if I were to sow the seeds of thought amongst a flowerbed of children’s dreams, my successors will embark on the search for truth long before their minds are scathed by the poisoned darts of collectivism.
I am ill-fated to a life of intellectual destitution, unless I continue this struggle through the blackness of the unknown. And as I feel for and clasp the roots of truth, I use them as leverage to drag myself up and out of a cesspit of vices that threaten to annihilate the very foundations of my integrity.