The life of a soul is like traveling up the trunk of an endless tree...
Sometimes, you can vear off onto a branch, thinking it is the trunk..but it's not..you reach the end of the branch and are like, "That's it?".
Not realizing that now you have to backtrack and , humble yourself, and get back to the main trunk, so you can start rising again.
The tree metaphore is how I learned it, but some see life as a river
soul life is an endess river leading to the ocean.. you can go off on an appealing fork that eventually pitters out and then you realize you have to humble yourself and find your way back to the main river that leads to the ocean again.
“Whether you sniff it smoke it eat it or shove it up your ass the result is the same: addiction.”
― William S. Burroughs
(love&forgive yourself..and everyone else)