The only recourse for an escape artist from world affairs is to explore their inner sanctum where hopes, dreams, insecurities, and despair collide.

A person’s outlook on life colors their interpretation of specific events. Human beings’ behavioral and thinking patterns enable people to thrive or cause them to live in despondency and despair.

Our level of personal awareness and time devoted to reflecting upon the important issues of life determines how we perceive the world, address loneliness, and blunt despair.

I am metaphysical being, mystical and emotional, skeptical and cynical, happy and boisterous, loud and bawdy, quiet and melancholy, tender and cruel, full of mirth and despair. Inherent inconsistences mark me as part of nature, which is neither cruel nor fair, or reliable or predictable.

Despair, self-doubt, and desire cripple human beings.

No one wants to occupy a black hole of sadness and despair or slip on the tight rope that separates sanity from insanity, and reside in a vortex devoid of reality. I entered the world as a freeman and desire to escape a state of existential vertigo. I yearn to discover a synthesizing spirit of my being and hold my head high, free of doubt, and devoid of fear. I wish to foment the cerebral energy to stave off premature destruction and forevermore blunt an intolerable state of anguish.

A person whom lives by faith is not bound to feel hopelessness or the agony of infinite despair.

The darker part of humanity is familiar to my ebony soul. I am familiar with all that is chaotic, dangerous, and irrational in humankind. Securely lodged in my breast is everything that escapes human logic.

Death is inevitable. We cross from life into death. If we live a life devoted to peacefulness, we make the essential crossing in peace. The challenge is to live a passionate and engaged life in the face of the absurdity of existence. It does no good to live in despair or worry about what happens after death.