The Crow's Nest

Who can explain the intricacies of the human heart? Why desire is so overwhelming. I wonder if its in our nature. Trees don't desire one section of the yard more than another. Anywhere will do. Not so with our kind. We must have our dreams. If we fail in this aspect, we deny that it was a true desire and invent a new one.

I cannot slow each of my moments in life. Only bask in the joy of it, if it was pleasant, or wait for the memory to fade if it was bad. Still seek(if only on an unconscious level) some way to control each instant.

All part of the psychic war. Perhaps I'll elaborate on that term another time.

I chase after my desires like they were gold coins tossed into an inky pool of water at midnight. At first the moonlight strikes them. They shimmer and glow and we both strike the water at the same time and end up losing ourselves there. I find my way back up and remember it vaguely, like a dream, wondering what it was I was looking for in the first place. I can't remember, but still I know I'll dive and seek it again soon.