Just two more tries and he would reach his destination...
He rose quickly with his eyes, focusing away from the screen to peer anxiously at the window, staring down the somewhat dim lights that huddled over the city he sat in.
There were moments of unrest, of uneasiness, of unparalleled cynicism directed to his very cause. Would he awake tomorrow morning with angst or extreme passion for what he did and can do? Never sure, he walked slowly from the computer to gaze at last year's statement, providing a black & white example of the worth of the work he put in. It wasn't easy on the eyes, at least at first. It was downright shameful, for he was better than that....than this. He looked again out the window, calling upon God's that would never stand up and speak...at least not yet.
As the smoke billowed from between his lips, the voices continued to raise ruckus between his temples. "Go forth and be thy destiny"...they announced. The problem was, what the hell was his destiny?
We are born and we die...throughout the process we tend to laugh and cry. Those are beautiful & bountiful moments, if not the most apparent reasons why life is more peculiar than we give it credit for. He crossed his legs like a woman wearing a short dress...thinking heavily of what needed to be done to achieve happiness and to realize the destiny they/he threw upon him. Uncrossing his legs and focusing his eyes, he saw paths of righteousness dance across his lap and fondle his soul with their spirit. The truth was about to hit home...
He met with a man named Jim who was a lost soul with no cause. Jim's finances were about as healthy as Keith Richards lungs, yet they were alive now and screaming in terror. But he could help...or so he thought.
He gave Pam a call and even though she was down on her luck, he thought he could help her too!! Ironically, Jim & Pam needed the same thing. They needed a warrior to help them travel through a corporate world that had little regard for their well being. He tried to help each of them and fell short with both...
As he printed the standard denial notice to send to all those who don't qualify for what they may need, he tilted his neck gently until those warrior eyes saw that window he was looking out just moments before. No clouds could be seen, only distant lights.
After two cases of being unable to help, he realized his very destiny on this great big mystery we call earth. There aren't many who will fight the cause that doesn't reward overnight. There aren't many who will try to guide and teach and hold their hands no matter how hard the storm is falling upon them. The destiny is simple. The cause is great.
He is I and I am he and by the way....we are we and we should stand together!
Enough of the 3rd person B.S., I can help....it just may take some time.
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