The Fountain

The Fountain

Michael Duane Mooring – July 15th 2011

Watching “The Fountain” and the theme of giving in and letting go, made me think while in the bathroom; Will one day all of humanity be gone, without a trace to anyone but God. Just a epic tale of a time past.

A recent thought theme of mine has been the value of time as a mortal. As seen in “Wall Street, Money Never Sleeps” time is shown to be worth more than hundreds of millions of dollars. I believe there is a gap of time in my life that is passing now, as it is always. In the bathroom I also thought, in this lower level of vibration, in this “realm” of existence, change is constant, that’s a fact. And the gap that we are faced with is always a challenge and always changing. It is ever present, burning like the divine Now. My gap is deeply on my heart. I make up excuses to ignore it. I am faced with a decision. But is there no compromise? Surely I could be creative enough for one. I thought a electric powered plane(@TeslaAirlines) and then I could travel between my two decisions often and for only the cost of the plane and maintenance. I thought to travel there in my dreams or astrally. Both will take time. The astral option less time however. Am I have been taking steps in that direction, but not with thorough discipline. I haven’t established a set time for daily meditation and applied it(nor have I with my sleep cycle) when I know it is the optimal method for results. I have known about astral projection since I was in high school (maybe even middle school) but I have not applied discipline. My business lacks equally although I take even greater steps and apply even greater discipline daily. Maybe that is the purpose of this life, to experience struggle. A uphill battle with no possible victory. So you fight till is appropriate, as in “The Fountain”.

Space remains in the stars, my ideas remain budgetless, and she remains far.
Was I meant for any of them?

I believe so, and will not stop. I am Spanish, the descendant of real conquistadors(that traveled all the way up to New Mexico) as in “The Fountain”. I am stubborn and will not stop. Lord forgive me.



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