Tuesday, 8 September 2015

Moments of Reflection

Travelling home on a train in moments of personal reflection, I wrote:

I am neither good nor bad; assuming I know what constitutes such. I am incomplete, can one be complete? Seems all is in a state of perpetual flux, searching amid moving ever-changing environs inside and out, not the I am lost, far from it. This I know, I know I am, I exist, I am energy of such volume as to constitute discernable matter, mass if you will. I am everything and nothing; I am past, present and future in any given earthly moment.

Could such thoughts, such introspection signal growth, maturity, wisdom?

Sapientia et Doctrina

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