Trials and Tribulations by Fire

Saying, I am pissed off would be a gross understatement. Notions and perceptions are becoming routine, oft led by perceived slights and concealed perceptions.  Do I care? Am I not the person who gives a damn about perceptions. I guess so. I am certainly that person who thinks she is a perfectionist and prides herself on being attentive to detailing. I goofed up today. That is why I am pissed. I could have avoided this. But, like a sitting duck, I gave a neat chance to make them scream, abuse, shout at me. Here, I am, sulking like a girl (which I am) and picking my brains to death. At this rate, me thinks I will be left with nothing. Or, a small portion of it.  Well, buddy, my mind said, eventually, no use kicking yourself over this miss. You should have been quicker and less gossipy. You did waste a lot of time in yakking and lost a few good hours. Especially, those hours, when you are freshest and sharpest.  Guess, I just need to...

Coherence is a temporary state of being In the mind, in the vast emptiness behind the nomadic existence A veiled coherence Oft quoted and mostly misconstrued Needs delicate handling, the coherence of the mind, is like a lamp swaying to the tugs of the wind during a cyclone, determined to stay alive but life being snuffed out fast The only coherent thought being the deep need to remain coherent Timelessness intertwines itself with the need to be coherent Time itself is a slave to the core functionality of timelessness Its essence belittled by the futility of the act of holding on to the fast receding landscape of coherence Coherence, is, just a temporary state of mind