I learned a long time ago if you work/play in a snake pit long enough you be bitten.
Snakes are tricky animals, one mistake can end your life. The beauty of it all is if you know you’re working/playing in a snake pit you do a few things to protect yourself in the event that today is that faitful day.
I knew where I was and prepared myself. Only thing I forgot to protect was my heart, and it hurts. Never get attached to snakes. They bite.
As I rode in silence with only the sound of the wind creating a quiet hush in my ears.
Surrounded by wilderness following an unknown road with only one beam of light to guide my way. A few stars shown in the sky, the rest of the world enveloped in blackness.
Winding and curving, feeling totally alone, slightly afraid. The air is cool, the bugs are abundunt, the hush of silence is becoming louder with speed.
One road meets another and home is suddenly closer. This path is familiar, the curves have straightened and speed has found the tires.
Light showing here and there, lighting the final miles. Home is on the horizon.
Victory comes in many forms – some more simple than others.
Lost and lonely, shattered and torn, ripped from the fiber of your very core. Holding on to the torn and tattered shreds of love and friendship, clinging to the hope of tomorrow.
Wilting in the bright sun while fading behind the breeze. Begging for a cool drink before you hit your knees.
Tomorrow they promised would bring
brighter days, more laughter and less tears. Tomorrow is not ours, it is forever beyond our reach.
Today remains – lost, lonely, shattered and torn, betrayed.
Wizard Wisdom 101