Don't Forget to Remember not to Forget

The sun shines on palm trees and passing vehicles.  Vehicles holding people needing to reach a destination.  The destination is the clear path, yet unseen circumstances change the outcome of these hopefully reached destinations.  What I can say about the unseen is I'm sure, oppositional to many thoughts and view points of many people.  But yet it only matters for me, because I am in my world.

Mostly these words I place in this data are for the purpose of expression.  Not to regard the like or dislike of the manner of these words or even their complete meaning because most will misconstrue so much anyway. 

As a person I'm sure I know enough about me to say I often forget to know that if I forget anything, it's for a good reason, a necessary reason.  It is because it has to be.

Other moments Ill somehow just know.

To be me.  I'm here right now, and I know I am.  

Lately I'm viewing this outer world more and more like if It is Me.  This world is possibly... me, just as my body is the world and I'm in it.  So I say okay, do I have an internal problem, resulting in a possible extinction of the peace I see and know around me, within me.  Do I have a problem inside that needs to be resolved.

I do still feel responsible for doing something to aid in the betterment of this world I live in, yet this seems illogical at the same time.  I know I can share my views and such with many but still I know a different view is not for the attempt to put it all into one view and perspective, or is it?

If we all seen the same, would not the view be absolutely clear?

If I understand the perfection of me, would not I understand the perfection of it all?  The perfection of all that is around.

Their are two perspectives in this world.  It is either perfect, or maintaining flaw.

So, many who say they understand the concept of "God" truly do not.

This I see is their dilemma and confusion. Yet, also it belongs to me because often I see the perfection, and often I do not.

Somehow I have to stay calm knowing I might forget it's all supposed to be the way it turns out to be, not attaching myself to the want of being responsible for it all, nor even for a little of it.

I must remember that I will forget in the moments that I do not remember that I've forgotten that I'm not supposed to know at that moment. And just roll with it.  Let it flow and move me like deep hard bass, the bass of my heart beat.

My

understanding

perfection