While traveling along my chosen path in the pursuit of perfection I have become aware that I am a solitary island surrounded by a vast ocean. Through constant erosion the surface has worn where it was lacking strength. Occasionally something or someone will come and alter the island somehow. Something as insignificant as walking can leave a lasting imprint of their visit.
The best visits however are when someone comes along who shares my love of this island. They do not fear the isolation and purity that it can bring as everyone else does. I embrace these few and draw them into the heart of it where the greatest secrets of understanding lie in wait. It is at this time that even the visitors that have constructed a home here choose to leave. Once again, I sit on my solitary island to contemplate existence.
What makes this island so appealing yet so inhospitable? Could it be that upon finding this well hidden jewel that they finally realize, as I have, what is really waiting out there? Its as if I am a window upon an endless wall, you stop to learn what you can find, but continue on to find the door. Where did I go wrong on my long journey to follow to this path? I only wish that everyone I assisted would eventually realize their full potential for greatness. Somehow, I only show them the path but am unsuccessful in seeing them begin their voyage. Could it be an external source? Their innate fear of the unknown they will face as I often do. What must I do to make them no longer fear it, but to embrace it as an infant? A rare few do exist that have not only seen their path but also deeply embrace these ideals.
Could I simply be one gear in a great machine? I help to keep it running but I will never truly experience the joy of seeing what other wonderful people that it evolves. I cannot accept my perception as the truth and I must continue my attempts at helping others down my path in the endless realm that we all travel. I feel that I am very close to finding the source of what I have always sought. I only wish I could bring at least one person with me. Be it a pupil, peer, teacher, or lover. This is not an easy path to forge. The chances of complete disassociation from this envisioned reality we use to simplify our interactions and communication is quite high. I still find the hardest problem is to understand how someone can knowingly reject the truth just to follow the well-worn path of blind ignorance.
Achieving your full potential requires that you see beyond your perceptions to learn what is being perceived. I feel I have not only embraced this ideal but it is now the essence of what I am. I fear only that I will never realize the end of my path. The journey is worthwhile even without reaching fruition because it is the trip that teaches the lesson, the destination only unlocks the power hidden within it. That power is so great that no man can know it alone without being overwhelmed by its beauty. I not only wish to obtain it but to release it from its prison so that all can and must embrace it to push humanity beyond their boundaries. Then I will have earned some rest so I sit back and watch as the world becomes what it should have been long ago.
