Have you ever tried to catch up to a really good dream? One that’s written before you like the proverbial carrot on a stick? Literally? Chasing after one is like doing a backflip in the mind though, so beware. You end up right back where you started and in most cases, a few stumbles backwards. It’s like a wave turning over and swallowing itself whole as it crashes ashore…disappearing into the widespread ocean from which it came, coming so very close to materializing into something greater than itself on land but never quite making it. It’s as if you run so fast after it that you get ahead of yourself and some unseen force pulls you back into reality and then into a place where life doesn’t even exist anymore because everything disappears and the whole world stands still..silence. You’re alone with only a memory and taste of something you saw so clear, something you could devour. So close.
That is what it’s like chasing after euphoria. A state that never seems to tip over the edge…just close enough to grasp for a split second with your finger tips and long enough to know beyond a shadow of a doubt that it exists. I guess that has to be good enough for now until someone can find a way to break through the barrier into a sustained state of existence. I think in some ways, we are all chasing this elusive state of being.