The Lost Roads

Sometimes we lose our place in the world. The road in which has always been clear to us becomes clouded in a mist of doubt and uncertainty. Other times, the journey can be forgotten, replaced by the complacency of the bliss and contentment that overshadows the prior ambition.

Yet it can’t be helped. The journey is always long and the frequent stops often find us eventful. There was never a straight road to the end of road. Whatever path that we take will always be one under perpetual construction, tapered to the choices we make, winding in and around other paths we come across. The paths are infinite and so are the possibilities of junctions and off ramps. It’s no surprise we can forget our place in the world.

It’s just surprising we don’t do it ever so often.

Or maybe we do…and we just don’t know it.

9 thoughts on “The Lost Roads

  1. Ahh…but its not the destination, now is it? It the journey that is what its all about.

    🙂
    xx
    pinks

  2. Misspedantic: Wouldn’t that mean that you wouldn’t have any ambition or purpose in life whatsoever? That you’re a leaf in the wind, without any place to go. In a way lost, until it hits you that you don’t know where you are.

    Pink: True, but a journey without the destination too will be without purpose and when we realize it especially later in that journey. We all need to find a place to go. Maybe the journey defines the destination, but there will always be a destination.

  3. I love your second paragraph, Ed. I hear my inner voice echoing the same thing. In fact, it is really quite a reflection on what’s happening in my life at the moment, or does it apply to other people as well?

  4. Pelf: Some things in life are universal. We all feel it one way or another. 🙂

    ChickyBabe: Yeah, then again, shortcuts can get you even more lost. Either that or I’ve been watching one too many horror movies. 🙂

  5. “two roads diverged in a woods and I
    I took the one less travelled by
    and that has made all the difference”

    robert frost in his poem The Road Not Taken

  6. lol someone else quoted the frost poem.

    Well I dont think it is at all required to have a singular purpose in life, after all humans are built to be versatile. Plus the world can really be your oyster if you chose to make it so, so being ‘lost’ isnt even in the books…in direct response to what you said, I guess its not always necessary to have a goal and then set the wheels in motion to reach it; its perfectly legitimate to let things come your way and hang on to the worthwhile ones, and finding purpose in that.

    I duno, just a thought.

  7. Misspedantic: I guess there comes a point in everyone’s life where we ask ourselves what our purpose in life is. I started early because of the way I was brought up to be open towards the infinite possibilities of infinite diversities. What you say, I’ve long past experienced. It’s how I found my calling in life. Of course, like I wrote, sometimes you can be lost. Though it’s not to be forgotten that the best way to be found is to be lost in the first place. 🙂

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