Pseudo Sapient

The subsequential life has tired me. It seems the periods that linger the longest are in the pits of life. Probably because we expend so much energy to exit them ourselves. However I never fail to fail. Excited by some new auspicious thing. Hopes rise, scenarios are formed, and dreams are indulged. When in reality you have made something out of nothing. When this clarity hits it explodes the scenarios from the core. Scintillating into countless ash that removes more dirt from your pit. I haven't seemed to find a medium. A middle ground from being so naively extravagant and being to chary. I think perhaps you may only have the two options. One or the other. Each poses its own difficulty. To be so cavalier that something amounts to nothing, or to be so eager the carriage gets ahead of the horse.

O think I know the key. The gains of Wisdom. There are only two ways to gain wisdom. The first is by trial and error. The most important aspect being the error. This way is effective but very costly. Scars are left behind and often times, as is with our nature, scars lay on top of scars. The second way to gain wisdom is to listen to someone older and wiser then you. someone who has sat in many pits before you and has gotten out of them. Perhaps dirty, bloody, and broken but nevertheless succeeded. With this epiphany I am going to set my pencil down and go read the words of men who went before me....