Line Walking

Ever feel like you are walking on a line, similar to a path, but it’s a line, unending in time. On either side there lies choices; each opposite of the other; to be or not to be. To get off this damn line one has to make a choice. What if the ability to choose paralizes you emotionally, physically, mentally or spiritually. All it takes is a single hesitation for the onset of paralyses. To hesitate causes fear.

Continuing along the line stumbling here and there small choices get made and some larger ones. As you walk you see the past and future as memories and ideas respectively. Where is the present you ask yourself? The present is when a choice is made and you step off the line. Sometimes you will fall. Sometimes you will jump. Many times you will step back on the line because the line is safe.

In the brain, time does not exist. Time is only numbers, a way to record what happened and what will be. The present is reality and your reality is, whatever you choose it to be.

A week into being sober my boyfriend says to me singing “Break on through to the other side”. I was furious and grumpy already. However, his wit struck a chord; I knew the song but not what it meant, nor did I know all the lyrics so I looked them up. I also looked up what they could possibly mean. Here is a great explanation written by Andrew Johnson. Tonight, I walk the line.

You know the day destroys the night
Night divides the day
Tried to run
Tried to hide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side, yeah

We chased our pleasures here
Dug our treasures there
But can you still recall
The time we cried
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side

Yeah!
C’mon, yeah

Everybody loves my baby
Everybody loves my baby
She get
She get
She get
She get high

I found an island in your arms
Country in your eyes
Arms that chain us
Eyes that lie
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through, oww!
Oh, yeah!

Made the scene
Week to week
Day to day
Hour to hour
The gate is straight
Deep and wide
Break on through to the other side
Break on through to the other side
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Break on through
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah

—Jim Morrison, The Doors, 1968

Reality is different now without drugs. Nothing is constant.

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4 thoughts on “Line Walking

  1. in my opinion, the only thing that jim morrison said that really matters was “this is the end, of our elaborate plans, the end, BECAUSE YOU WOULD NOT FOLLOW ME, the end.” what do you think? sincerely, ka.

  2. Who am I to follow? I wish, I wish, I wish things had been different and I did not fall and all our plans and ideas could become one. No one leading and no one following… just creating, and elaborating…

    xo

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