From the Shadows

Was the hatter truly mad, or with his curious eyes could he see? 

That to find one’s self one must lose one’s self , for to never find yourself is to never be set free. 

How many times must we lose ourselves, only to find ourselves again. Not the old version we’ve lost, but the new version we’ve yet to live. 

For if we are always losing our way to the old ways we used to know, how much easier may we find the new ways in which we need to grow? 

The losing and the finding, they both go hand in hand. For one cannot be found, lest’ he is lost. And to be lost is to be found again. 

The roads travelled and the choices made, the many hats worn with each trade. 

So, as the hatter, there is no need to live in fear. Only find joy in the losings and the findings that bring yourself more near. 

To be always in pursuit of the nearing of oneself, and the slow passage of time must always leave one with a mad and happy mind.