I’m an explorer. Of two worlds. The inner world and the
outer world. And most of my time is
spent in the inner world. Which I find most fascinating. And so easily
accessible. And less hostile than the
outer world. Though there’s some things nice to be said of both worlds. I list
my occupation as writer. But if truth be told, I’m more explorer than
writer. I suspect that most of us were
born to be explorers. Otherwise, we would merely be going through the motions
of living. That may apply, too, to those who rarely, if ever, venture into the
inner world. That’s where I have made my most profound discoveries. Such as the existence of an intangible
spirit, also known as soul. I suspect that’s my real being, my real
self. It’s there. Behind my façade. Otherwise known as my
physical shell. Which eventually
crumbles into nothingness. It has no lasting relevance. A spirit/soul is
eternal. Little wonder. That’s why I am motivated to explore the inner world. It captures my imagination. Beyond belief. --Jim Broede
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