An hour of thought after 24 years as a human.

When a man has everything it is like a great weight upon him.
When a man has nothing even death is not a worry.
Following the scent of desire can lead to dead ended paths.
The way back to one begins with a walk of shame.
As a force you will repel and attract.
As a centre you can accept nothing and expect everything.
Watching the war of balance becomes a small theatre.
The forces are elemental, experienced only whilst we are conscious.
Floating within the ether of forces we struggle to resist, we weaken into bonds.
In view of the play we realise we would be terrible actors.