# Distant Lands

By [ambl.eth](https://paragraph.com/@ambl) · 2022-04-28

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The abundance is you. Opportunity under the fog. Everything neatly laid out, started, rendered, compiled, set in place for the adventurer to seize the journey, explore into the vast reaches of the human, and re-live the life.

But dopamine reminds my myopic mind, one day and one experience at a time, paths are indeed paved with nearly unperceivable moments, so small I might not even notice them.

So who is this actor you tell me about?

muscles seem to wax and wane yet sleep is the most active time of my waking life forgetting when I’ll beg my self for that next cigarette  
or that fleeting moment of success

Tenderly, nudging my morning awake; guiding me through an active meditation wanting,  
unwanting,  
excitement,  
collaboration,  
coincidence,  
distance,  
greed,  
envy,  
lust,  
pragmatism,  
ego,  
self denial ; turning and twisting the subtle shapes of my imagination

This grand expression I call myself, may be nothing less than a single hair on the arm of the Earth, waving somewhere in the middle of everyone’s perspective. A swirling pool of compulsion, stillness, and propulsion. The point of fixation, where both everything and nothing are together, melting the ego into its own blissful heart.

no timelines longing or hindsight

Gratifying, simple, and elusive. Holding on, even after knowing the bliss of letting go.

but what is human unless its everything imaginable  
at every moment possible

Nothing more thrilling, than the reality of movement. Stunning, effortless, captivating movement. Laid on the tracks we were meant for.

All but experienced.  
All but served.

Yet, could not, and would not happen unless I had lived it a thousand times over.

”Come along with me, and the butterflies and bees. We can travel through the forest, and do so as we please”

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*Originally published on [ambl.eth](https://paragraph.com/@ambl/distant-lands)*