“The Root Of Suffering”

The lens of how I saw the world was from a state of fear, and analyzation. For three decades I’ve been quietly orchestrating emergency exits to keep options open outside my current place of life. Because everything in my life had an impending expiration date. Attempting to distance my spirit from my body. Running from myself like a man on fire. Searching beyond what my eyes could see right in front of me. Being born basically legally blind, I was always searching beyond my present visual world. It was a quiet full time job. I would tell my wife over the years, “I just need to rest. I need rest.” It was a heavy feeling I could just could not clarify with desperate words.