funny thing about control, requires a lot of effort

extracts quite a toll

usually stems from fear and a desire to direct

generally speaking life is never as bad as i think and more often better than i could have imagined

the attempts of others to control me are met with disdain as are my attempts to control others

there is a burden attached to rule that i have found not worth the investment

i walk a meandering path but my eyes are always on the track that lead me to peace of mind and peace of spirit

i walk around issues that do not deserve nor merit confrontation……………………which are almost all

you can try to apply pressure that will keep me in your predetermined confines but you will see i always carry a shovel with me

to clear the path of your crap

try to control the wind, you will have about as much luck trying to control me