The Most Subjective Subject -
I can only hope that decisions I make in the present day are wise ones. There is no telling of whether they are the right ones as there really is no right or wrong. That is merely an issue of perception and is subject to change with or against the tides of time. I can only do what I feel to be right, right now. The rest is left to be judged by posterity - but what does that matter? I can only live my life for me and for today, because today and right now are all I know. All I know for certain is what is within me. All that I know for certain is intangible and the certainty is fleeting, for in the next moment, I am ready to question whether any of it, the past, what has passed, holds any truth at all.
I think I know that I am no longer pursuing what is right. Can I honestly say that I am pursuing only what is true?
[On a tangent - I could swear just a moment ago, the palm tree outside of my window was swaying gently from side to side as if two stepping to a song by the Beach Boys, as if celebrating the melodic sunlight titillating its fronds. But in my pessimism, I worry, as the tree is taller than our two story building, the tree is too tall for its own good, and if the gentle breeze lifting from the valley were to convert to a violent religion, we could all be doomed.]
