Nothing isn’t as good as it was…

And we weren’t done with the exasperating and exhilarating views from the tops of the mountain without considering the unforeseen consequences of our inactions that is almost always generated by our incorrigibility even in the face of obvious harm. We prefer to say nothing than to rock the boat even while considering the effective savagery undermined by our independence as we look forward to the glowing misunderstanding that has greeted our undiluted topography and watch for the unfolding that crosses our minds or as we grow in the knowledge that has once plagued some who we held dear.

We are looking at the good as though it is in itself a deliverable of some sort even if we are not going to accept the unforgivable misgivings and misdeeds that we are doing ourselves no particular good despite it all.

What if we were no good in ourselves or we have acquired a state of corruptibility even in our non-stop arena. Today, we can see that we are nothing good without considering the good in us and we are “more good” not because nothing good is found in us but because we are doing our good to make good our goodness which attains fail. Now we have decided to presume that goodness is or was our undoing but when all is said and done, no single person can by themselves claim good no matter how hard they try.

But there is good in all and we can explore them by focusing on nothing in our particular selves but beyond us and nothing is as good as that feeling.