I used to be able to play something call basketball every day. Each year thousands and thousands of crows would pass over my head as I practiced, going off to a far distant land. Though not because I think they wanted to, but circumstances forced them to.
Each year millions of salmon travel thousands of miles battling rapids upstream. Not because they were forced to, but because they were called to and wanted to.
Accepting defeat? Or is it facing reality?
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here is my attempt to jumble around your observations:
ReplyDeletesea turtles - instincts of desire that call them from within force them to return to shore...
accept that reality might not be what you think it is...
that is the extent of my knowledge on the subject(s) :)