How do I find me when I feel lost? The words fly past my hand as I reach out to grab what I want to say. They dance just out of reach teasing me with their elusive maneuvering. Suddenly snap into focus everything is clear. Clear as crystal. They speak of lies and false truths whispering to me telling me trust no one. They are me or am I them or are they from another them? I see the distance closing. The thoughts and words race round like water being flushed down the toilet quicker and quicker the closer to me they get. Reach out and grab one word one word to focus on its the same word every time. Believe. Believe who them, me. Believe in philosophies or religion. Then I see the butterflies fluttering round on the wild breeze. Believe that in order to fly in order to be free like the butterflies you have to live through your hell. Think about what a butterfly goes through before it becomes beautiful and free.
Sorry for the ramble this is what is in my head. I'm over this confusion. I want clarity.

Tig