Rock and Wave

Sometimes You Are the Wave. Sometimes You Are the Rock.

Photo by SB

I look at this picture and wonder how it applies to me. Sometimes I feel like the rock. It stands stoically against the Pacific Ocean through the millenia yet getting worn down a few grains per crashing wave. Other times I feel like the wave trying to get around everything to absorb all with in my watery mass of hunger, desire and need. Then other times I feel like the setting sun, just watching all this stuff happen and not really caring since it is so insignificant in the big picture.