walking in memphis

So first of all I’d like to say that I’m not addicted to any drugs like cocaine or crystal meth. I’m only addicted to soccer and women and of course school work.

As I follow the concrete pavement, I understand my position in the universe. It’s not a x-y-z coordinate. I’m a radiant energy, not enough to disturb the natural equilibrium of this world. The effects I have on my surroundings are minimal, however, the effects of the world are quite large. I’m walking. I pass the chemistry and biology buildings. I put in perspective what I’m made up of. I come to a halt at Campus School. The school in which I went to first grade. I feel as though in space the only thing measured is time. Time, the one dimension relevant in physics, lets me visualize what I am , was, and will be.
First of all, I am just an idea in space floating around constantly bombarded with other ideas. In retrospect, I like a parasite. I take other ideas and use them.
There is nothing in space. How can we be in space? It’s not logical. If I was in space, I would be best described as an ant. An ant is insignificant, useless, and disgraceful. The way humans think is disgraceful because humans are lazy, greedy, and naturally evil. I have no opinions. All trace of thinking is lost to me. I only observe. I just saw a cinnamon red Chrysler 300 with 22 inch rims and bumpin music.
My future is in limbo. I don’t know the right path from wrong. I compare myself to Dorothy from the Wizard of Oz. stuck between following the yellow brick road and diverging into the wilderness. As I write this essay, it’s hard for me not to think of my future. I’m sitting on the steps of Life Science. I remember my mom persuading me to be a doctor.
I must say that in space I’m free, however insignificant I am, I am able to do what I want. My destiny is in my own hands. Only time will tell as I travel through the abyss of space if I realize who I am and will be.