The way it is

Lately I have been realizing that I have everything I need. What it is about life, my percetion of it, that allows me to think that I lack? Is it only when I look to what others have or what I want in the future that I begin to victimize my current situation? I am no longer interested in finding the fault in the moment as there is none. What more can I ask of this life than the unfolding of my visions moment by moment. The moment reveals the careless whispers of yesterdays anger and despondence just as systematically as it reveals the sweet dreams of last nights journey to oblivion.
What then is one to do when bestowed with the power of the infinite in a world that is meant to perish? Whatever you desire, and that's the way it is.