The wisdom of The Big Cat Daddy

It is a dangerous trip along that arc, for one way is to peace, the other way madness lies. Harder still to find the arc connected at both ends and twisted in the middle, an endless uroboros where potentialities, actions and regrets cross and loop back upon themselves ad infinitum until all things are possible and impossible.

 As a seeker on a quest to find that "thing," object, person or destination, or even yourself, one can get lost because there is no "thing," no object, no destination. There is only everything and nothing. The journey never ends, it cannot end. You may get off the pony but the carousel still spins, leaving you only with where you've been.

There comes a time when we must stop looking and start seeing. A time to stop navel-gazing lest you set fire to yourself from the glare, a time to stop tugging at the loose threads or you will unravel yourself. Things are what they are.  If the Beatles taught us anything it was that sometimes it is just better to let it be.