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Slow Motion

Well all think that when someone says slow motion that it was like that from the start.. 

That it is always a good thing..

Well this simply is not true..

Things can be going very fast in our life like that world wind that just wont stop..

Going just as they should..

At a pace that we all know..

Possibly one that you have been a custom to since you were very young..

Then suddenly when things seem to be going so well..

Suddenly all the fear and confusion comes out..

So many misunderstanding..

They stop..

Like stopping on that dime in the road..

Do to the questions that are not being asked..

All do to this slow motion that has some upon us..

Like a sudden wind change so has the speed of things..

The difference between a car race on a race track or a tyke on a trike..

How can one know what to do when there seems to be so much unpredictably happening..

When they have been taught that slow motion means failure..

That it can only mean you don't know what to do..

That it can make things happen that they never thought would..

When it means they will fail at the one things they thought they could do..

From the change of the wind that blows like its blowing the leaves off the trees one min..

To blowing like its just gently going to move things past..

Going from race car speed to slow motion again and again..

Can anyone understand the stress this has caused??

Can anyone tell me how to get back up from this fall of slow motion??

To get back to the life that I know..

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

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