I stumbled over a Question and fell into a Time Well.

I stumbled over a Question and fell into a Time Well. The question was 'Why?' Why am I writing this anyway? At first it seemed obvious to report on the Outrageous Behavior of these Lying Times. I had a vague Feeling my journal would be Useful as a testament to our Misguided Ways. We'd look back on this as a Close Call as we started an inevitable Healing Process. But, really, will Salvation come without us Seeking it?

I've lost all interest in the Political and Topical Issues. When I hear such discussions now it's like seeing two people argue over a sand castle as a Tidal Wave approaches. Everyone misses the Big Picture. So it got me Thinking: will These Words ever be read? Am I truly serving a Greater Good?

Scary part was I was happy sitting at the Bottom of a Time Well. What meaning has Time for me? How can I save the Sand Castle unless we all Strive for it together? My hand Hesitated with Hopelessness. I had started to write of the Call for More Power by the Overlords when it Struck me I may as well be on one of the Moons. But my Job is to Live and this journal keeps me Alive.

And I must Strive for that Regardless of the decisions of others.