Feet anchored under the sunken sand in the murky grays of the ocean. Bubbling white foam, ticking fingertips before the bludgeoning waves rip limbs asunder. Lungs pumping adrenaline to gasp for air. Waves ricochet back, fighting to reach the end of a vast less ocean. Sizzling on the footprints of scorched sand. Time and again for a mere moment, the fight rages and ceaselessly permeates through a gaping mouth. Lungs are flooded with electrified waters of a raging hoard. Then death.
Therein lies the essence of rugged crossroads. When life hits you the hardest, what will you do? Time and again like a character in a novel or even a film, self is tested time and again. Through the hardship is where you discover yourself. How you discover self and what’s actually discovered is entirely upon the Avatar’s choices. After all what’s body without the soul?
Sometimes I wonder is its the lazy, or denial aspects in a person that disclaimed the thought of a soul or separate consciousness. The allotment for a stagnant clock to stay frozen, each and every being forced in their mundane repetitiveness. Grow or security, is the scrutiny I bemuse. Most go their entire lives looking to the extent of that uphill road. And when the drought quenched in a dazzle of sun droppings, the smiling faces under a drooling sky utter “it is what it is”
Remarkable things happen every day. There isn’t a need to pretend, or conjure up fantastic things for it to happen. With every moment, I attach meaning with the vow of doing great each and every day. The road for that journey was arduous and relentless, filled with holes, sunshine, and a backlog of tiring work. An endeavor full of potential and possibility. These rough terrains begot change and inspiration. It’s the calling of wilderness, a lullaby of terror that penetrates your heart guiding where to stroll. An exasperating exhilaration to some, dreadful despair to others. Sometimes, it’s a little bit of everything.
Rugged Crossroads. Life is forever in abundance to these trying vexations, pulling us this way and that. This fact I understood all too familiarly from a young age. Through my personal lessons, with recognition of my shortcomings and my motivators prodding me along, I found my own way out of those harrowing times. I made this series to help other’s feel uplifted, understood, and help circumnavigate through the quicksands’ entrapment.
There were many times I felt overwhelmed through my journey, questioning everything, emphatically tethered down. Yet, there are hardly many instances where someone is truly alone at this time in history. There are friends, family, acquaintances, so many others are out there in the world who could understand even a modem of experiences you lived through. Life is a series of choices and consequences. The only thing separating the child from the adult is ignorance. At the end of the day, everyone has a little bit more to learn. Each time we learn, we have the chance to grow a little stronger.