So I descend on a valley of major decisions
life stoppage-a possibility in my own right
I speak of right only in the sense of location
not choice
my movement potentially could put me in a circular pattern
i know location is more than where i lie
but the centerpiece of my madding head cramps
pounding the veins of critical problem solving

lacking the skills to dissifer importance from insignificance
so i continue to descend from the valley
the warm air turns chill
as the morning sunlight becomes a dull dark dead still night
i start to contemplate
JUMPing..
jumping into the first place my wandering mind takes me

yet all thoughts at this time escape me
left even more room in descending
to the next step of floating question marks
to many
to massive
points of connections
not as easy as the childhood game of connect the dots

since these dots form no solid solutions
no pretty pictures
just an array of ugly decisions spray painted all over brain walls
i yell stop descending dear
stand firm! so you can focus
focus on a direction
and stop spinning out of control

hold on to the darkness
it will bring you comfort
clarity
only if i seek direction
through the creator of thought
of decision
of conclusion
it all starts to get a little clearer
and the dark seems to get cut by a light..

a bright light of understanding!