Tuesday, October 9, 2012

I think too much.

What is reality? Is it something we make, or is it something that just is?

If we TRY to make reality what we want it to be, can we succeed? Or will we find out 25 years later that the last 25 years have been a painful delusion - a disappointed & useless hope - and everything we ever wanted just plain isn't?

Is reality something we find or something we make?

Or something we decide we'll take?