Silence

As they say is golden so this time lips tight shut, no words to prove my folly if in fact folly is here at play one simply knows not as yet, but time that ever passes with deliberation, taunting one with its infinite capacity to render one desperate for it to fly or desperate for it to last just that little bit longer well here I have or am finding this taunting time has now lost some of its intensity, still the chattering mind reminds me of its passing but the desperation of this chatter has diminished.
Here I sit now with a small degree of calm, lost is the hold that chained me to irrationality replaced with now a sense of destiny, I know the path I've seen the path I simply disregarded it not trusting my sight my knowledge, the heavy crushing ego that has caused so many problems now fights hard for its dominance over me and in truth will win some battles as will I over it in others, but with each battle won maybe I will become stronger changing my inner force for the better, trusting my insight trusting my souls voice that sounds its triumphant horn at each victory for and on behalf of me who cannot see my growth nor boast of it..

And here within "maybe" I find the fearful tones of egos voice whispering in my ear.... There is no Maybe I am stronger...