From whence we came..

Journey's end, is often the journey's start.... you return home.

I get up every work day and get in my car, drive some miles. I watch the world change as the seasons go by like some soap opera, seen through the windscreen.

I cycle some more miles, wearing more....or less depending on the weather, varying my route to take in some favourite scenes.

All the time thinking on the complexities of life, the music of the why's and wherefores making a rhythm for my heart, beating the tune for my universe.

Every day.....my journey....the same.......but different. We scurry around so full of purpose....so pointless in the grand scheme of things, deluded but clear.
I wonder at the world.....every day.

For the longest time I did not exist, and for even longer I will no longer exist...... the sun rises, I watch it........it sets.....I watch that too, oblivious to me... it carries on.

we come...... we go.......

Sublime in our own ridiculousness............ what a deep joy being alive is..... let's try it all over again tomorrow!



(ps. more shots in Blipfolio ....sunsets)