Tuesday, April 23, 2013
It's Razor Thin
It's a constant balancing act.
The line is so small.
Trying to find the balance.
Strike it. Curse it. Believe it. Practice it. Break it. Do it.
It's the never ending battle between getting too close to the flame and burning your finger.
Between soaring to new heights and falling down too far.
Between touching the outer fringe of genius and getting cut from the razor sharp edge of insanity.
Between immersing yourself in the deep ocean of passion and drowning in irresponsibility.
Between drinking from the chalice of Carpe Diem and choking from short sightedness.
Between living in the moment and dying many moments too soon.
Between being there for everyone and being nowhere for yourself.
Between feeling the charge of being plugged in like an open wire and being fried by being too plugged in.
Between the medicinal effect of being child-like and the cancerous effect of being childish.
Between basking in the sea of anonymity and forgetting who you are.
Between toeing the line and crossing it.
Between taking risky chances and chancing risky choices.
It's a fine line.
Yes...yes it is.