The Pit and the Pendulum

Back and forth, back and forth. This dance is draining on all parties. I lose myself to the weight of it all and my goddess is then forced to deal with it, bringing her down with it. Slowly and methodically over and over i sadly make her suffer when i only want to opposite. i know things will get better with time, but i dont know if i have the time. More and more its looking like rope that will hang me if i continue to do the same things over and over. In this pit there are there are just some invariable truths that i am going to have to get over, again taking time. Make a house a home it seems, have a tidy round. My goddess deserves nothing less but effort and vigilance. We have all the makings for bliss, attraction, energy, intelligence, want and devotion. We only need to get off this rail track before we are smacked head on.

I came to these thoughts after reading the classic tale and saw in it the vision of my own life. Back and forth this little dance between my goddess and i goes, strapped to a table awaiting disaster. To brake the shackles and remove myself from the current state is of the utmost importance, there is nothing else. Sitting idly by and waiting, doing nothing to change this predicament invites catastrophe for everyone involved. Besides i war raised better and should finally show it. My goddess has been patient enough, its time to get to work and prove that her faith in her zealot as been rewarded justly so. I only hope it is not too late. A nick or a cut will be the least of my worries should i doddle.