One day in a group, I was asked which path of life I'd take if given only three choices: One is worn and ancient, one is beautiful and lined with gold and surrounded by flowers, one is rocky and rough and looks challenging. Tell everyone which one you'd choose (there are no wrong answers here only good) and THEN look up online what you think it means. I'll tell you what I chose when I get three answers.
Ok, here goes - True story. I saw them as past, present, future. I saw the present as the end of the road as I was experiencing surreal and errie symptons and the path was gold like in heaven. But that was not my choice to make and it wasn't sane to say I could go to the past to talk with Jesus on philosophy. I'd like the future but was tired and body felt like lead trodding along literally due to depression. I wasn't sure I could do it. So I said I would sit down and wait for God's inspiration or someone (Jesus) to walk with me as I felt alone. They kicked me out for disruptive behavior and sent me back to work without asking me what I meant by that. I still don't know what it means. I was counseled like a child before I left crying due to depressive episode and feeling more alone than before. I was told to go. I saw the door and asked myself "Could this be the door to the path of my choosing?" I found the will deep inside me and became resolute that "I would show them all", opened the door, and stepped through to my future. I am proud to say I am still here today.
"There is no spoon." Neo from the film 'The Matrix"
"Crazy, like art and truth, is in the eye of the beholder." unknown if quoted before
"The true measure of a man is how well he does on his worst day, not his best"
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