Sacrificing the Past
In the battle for authenticity that I seem to need as much as I need water, I have had to let go of some dear things. Methods of thinking that are not up to the task of sorting the good from the bad are among them. Ideas, art, movies, books and songs that I once loved can not pass the test that my path has laid out behind me. I do not accept religion of any kind or the ramblings of gurus, priests, poets, prophets or salespeople. They need me I suppose but I do not need them. I abhor them in fact.
I do have a thirst for life however; Greater than I have ever had before, more urgent, painful and acute.