Destiny has neither place nor a time; destiny is nothing but inward mysticism. It is merely a repetition of events which each and one of us relate to a greater power so that it becomes comprehendible, so that we empower ourselves with a celestial justification.
As one ascends heaven, the path repeats over and over, always almost there, always searching and looking for that central point. One may travel to the right, and walk in opposition to the flow of destiny. One may go left and find themselves traveling within the roads of destiny. One may go straight and find a path around destiny to reach their ascension to that celestial place. One may even view back upon the roads taken and realize what it is they have sought.
But what is within the celestial place? The path is always shrouded by a mysticism that is indefinable until the final destination. And is the final destination what one thought it to be? One may search inwards, one may search outwards. But the answer is always within. The first step though, is to choose. Choose your path, choose your direction. Choose your destiny.
Tuesday, September 4, 2007
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