Atlas

Stress. One day I would like to see what it is that stress does to us physically, psycologically and spiritually. I have decided that I have come under so much stres in the last week or so and have been unable to rest that I have hit that point of inertia. Time to rethink my next semester.
So I am going to drop piano, and one audit. My focus will be scocial justice, dance and relationships. Somehow I do not think that I am supposed to be so concerned with people that I can not learn to interact and love them. It is like being involved with life forbids you to engage in it. There is something about being responsible which is way too heavy to do, but easy to understand how to do it. Something about Atlas. trying to be God. I keep doing this.
The thing is that is that I thought I knew this. Maybe I assume too much. Maybe truth is eternal. If it is this means that there is never a finite point of arriving. I wonder if we could talk about learning truth as arriving in space. We might never reach the end, though we can understand that an end might exist. We would never think of ourselves as arriving to Space. We are in space and there are places, finite points, that we can travel to. But there is no utimate arrival..

hmm. This needs more thought