The Great Unknown
every day I wake up and look outside the patio... I see.. I feel... I comprehend the changes happening around me... I read the news... and though I understand what I am reading... none of it makes sense... the actions people take... the hypocrisy involved... the pursuit of self interest.... maybe I am just too detached from reality I would understand why i feel so helpless.... I look and I see the past.. the present and the future... not by means of clairvoyance.... but by means of analysis and understanding of patterns and events..... it surprises me that I am one of few who see and recognise these patterns.. but then again this is the cures of being a dyslexic.. to always have the capacity to see.. hear.. sense and understand things that others cannot..... this is not arrogance.... because I would be hard pressed to admit that there is much that others see.. hear.. sense and understand that I may never do.... even if i experience these events from their own perspective.... in any eve...