Never say Never.
It’s a bit funny how that axiom has played out in my life. A long time ago I learned in a very hard way to never say never because the Universe absolutely delights in taking me saying that and turning it up on its head in unexpected and spectacular ways that shock and confound my ass.
She’s a scary bitch at times. She’s is definitely one that says “Hold my beer” when I’ve uttered that phrase. All the Celestials are pointing and shouting and egging her on. “Hey, watch this!” as she performs the previously impossible.
I’m terrified to use this in reverse, as in acting on the presumption that not saying ‘never say never’ would be equal to the meaning of never. I get the feeling it invokes the Murphy’s Law clause of my life. Yup, me and Murphy are old old pals and he taught me quite a bit. Namely, how to roll with the punches. And if you can’t, then got to learn how to take a hit.
And it seems I’m destined to fight the current in the stream of life as if a divine compulsion was placed upon me to always fight, to be mostly contrarian, to live a life outside of the norms of society. And even in this, I fight against it. I live a life of taboos and duties that when I have attempted to run from, I was dragged back by my coattails. It’s one of those things, things of woo. It’s a weirdness. I know when I am approaching something forbidden. I know when something is truly free will and what’s predestination, at least just for myself. The rest of you folk out there is just going to have to figure it out on your own.
I follow my gut instincts as I’ve gotten older more often than not. I’ve always regretted when I refused to listen, much too painful trials that I’ve endured. I’m not one for veils and secrets. I rush forward into the light of truth every time no matter how much it might slice me to ribbons. Yet, I’ve never regretted the truth.
I hold all of this in a kind of understanding of the world layered on top on other understandings of the world, all in a stack, each forming and touching another layer, all together in some strange Mobius strip origami.
I guess what I’m trying to say is, never say never. The Universe may decide she’s bored and turn your little world up on its head.
It’s a warning. Clearly, Everything is Possible.
So what are you waiting for? Someone, to tell you it’s okay?
Fine. It’s okay.
Just stay within the light of Love. Else Murph’s gonna get you.