My Thoughts
Imagine for a moment. Imagine choosing between door #1 and door #2; both identical in size and color, just two doors side by side, utterly unremarkable in every way. You must choose to open one, knowing whichever one you choose will impact everything: your life, your family, your friends, and everything you hold dear. There is a key which will unlock each door, it is in a box in front of you. Within each box there is a manuscript with the key. Each manuscript provides instructions to unlock the door and describes what is to be found behind the door. Spend all the time you need to read both manuscripts; read with the utmost care for your life and the lives of those you love depends upon which door you choose to open for there can be no returning.
Do not listen to the voices shouting in your ears. Do not ask for such opinion but your own. Do not choose by raw emotion the demands of the souciant mob. Do not allow your mind to wander or your heart to fibrillate in fear. Read the manuscripts, demand honest answers, ignore obfuscation and evasion. Read the manuscripts because your life, your future surely rests upon those pages. Look and consider well what is now recent history; ask what life has been, not what might have, could have, should have been. Might have, could have, should have are but vagrant wishes, meaningless nothings that never have and never will be.
Above all, remember this: it is not the door which you are choosing but what lies behind its latch and hinges, what is as of yet unseen. Do not waste your time poring over surfaces looking for dents and scratches, holes and wornout patches in the paint, they portend nothing of what lies beyond the threshold. If you must, gaze upon the fast receding landscape, the paths which brought you here to this moment and the doors of present futures. Yesterdays are but markers, signposts which have brought you to these waiting doorsteps. They are like those signs from years ago, signs along the side of the road which you read as you passed by:
IF YOU
DON’T KNOW
WHOSE SIGNS
THESE ARE
YOU CAN’T HAVE
DRIVEN VERY FAR
BURMA SHAVE.
Wake up America.
Just my thoughts for a Monday, for what it is worth.
