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My life has become so twisted now I do not know where it starts and ends. It has become such a twisted mess. I know that all things will come to there untimely end. But why has it become such a tangle? I know not. How can life just go from angry, full of angst, to sweet love? This is more confusing for me then anything. For a person to say that they hold no path before them, I have to laugh. My own path is filled with dead ends, short paths of accomplishments, long bumbling twisting roads of pain, and even longer roads full of pain.



So how is it all twisted wire? Because my own path is crossed with that of my wifes, my daughters, my mothers, my fathers, my sisters, my friends, my enemies, my friends friends, my grandparents, my in-laws, and others yet to cross this path. It will all lead to one end or another. Some might be long and smooth. While others might be quick and sharp to end. And yet I sit hear looking at this twisted wire knowing that I understand bits and pieces I need to. Know one knows who or what twists this wire. Is it god? Or is it a form of fate intervention?



I dont know, nor do I really care who twists it. But I do care for my family and friends. They make this journey with me more bearable. For them I live on. For them I strive to understand more and more of my little piece of wire. Maybe one day it will branch off and become more pieces of wire crossing and twisting with more wire.