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Letting it go, uncertainty and expectations. Then there are hopes and dreams. Is it hope or expectation? I guess I didn't let it go entirely. Let it go where? How can one entirely let go of what is part of one? We are dependant originations. We are made up of every thing that ever was and everything we ever experience is closer to the moment of observation of now and the vantage point of our vantage point. What sort of hope would I have, or dream or expectation? Whatever the reality is is almost certainly beyond my conception that is my conception. What will happen is and isn't known. Maybe it can be read in what was written or am I then reading into what I read or wrote? If it is just what was can I accept that? If it is just what it is I can accept that. Maybe if I accept it I can be at peace with it. What was may never be again anymore than it ever was at all. Maybe I want to be at peace and harmony with it. Maybe it is not holding on to it, not letting go of it. I want to breath air, live, love. I want friendship, peace, harmony. What is that? Where will I find it? Will I find it? Has it found me? Am I it? Is it it? Do I really want anything? I don't know anything and everything I know. Nothing and everything is what it seems to be. It begins here and goes on for ever and everywhere. Then and there are here and now.
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