The Rocking Chair Test

I don't have a true Pole-star driven Philosophy in life. For much of my life it has been to paint art I believed in like a crazed madman and pray to make enough money not to get evicted..There is one thing, however, I think about quite often and I call it "the rocking chair test.."

When you are old and grey and tired and worn and stretched ever too thin over the drum of life and you sit on the porch of your twilight years and watch your final sunsets bleed into the horizon what will you look back on?

A life of safety and regret, a life lived on the sidelines, on the beach with only a toe dipped into the water.?

did you give your guts to your dreams? Did you listen to the music inside? or did you dance to the music of another..did you sell your dreams for small desires? for a ticking trap, a falsehood? Did you lose your race to the rats of security?

These are ugly questions and most men tuck them far away in the bottles of some psychic pantry behind a door they will never open...

If you dont do what moves you in life, if you go against he grain of the universe your twilight years and final sunsets will be long and sad and tainted with the remains of what "could have beenn"

"all the same we take ourt chances,
laughed at by time, tricked by circumstances..." N.P.