For the most part, we are and we become.
The different seasons of our lives evolve into new grounds and forthcoming adventures. We revolve around ourselves to discover and be. For the most part we rebel against the change machine.
For the other part we welcome the transformation and the various features of a life to be defined over and over again. Yet change becomes and change we actually do. Ever to dare looking back and looking back we desire the most.
The outlook of a past we continue to build, destroy and shake out of the core of our experience.
Endless walls we build around our selves to defend that core.
Although shamed by who we are and who we think we are, yet proud of that shame, the shame of being different in a very diverse universe. Obsessed with the words better and worse. Thinking they define and outline the course of our comprehension of again who we are and who they are.
This never ending self discovery made with and by better or worse. The alignment and confusion inherit within a structure we keep building.
To keep discovering that structure it self is means to an end, the end being the discovery of our blue ocean of virgin realities.