Destruction of Man

How does one explain the destruction of a man?  How does one help another comprehend?

I have seen the destruction of many men in my lifetime.  I can observe cause and effect.  But I can not explain it to another person.  Nor can I explain how I was destroyed.  There are no words sufficient enough to explain how someone can suddenly be blindsided so hard that they are left with nothing inside of them.

A simile does not help much: a boat tied to a wharf.  And then it is man-less, oar-less, sail-less, motor-less - adrift as it were in the bay.  No hope of returning from which it came.  Adrift, not knowing how or why, destination unknown.

And so I have been for months.

My path dissolved from under my feet.  My support ripped away.  Nothing left.  No direction seen or known and what was known is no longer known.

Yet, my trip to Colorado began the definition of a path, a new unexpected, unforeseen path.

I have no clue where it goes.
I have no clue what it contains.
I have no clue when anything begins, ends or happens!
I have no clue how to even get to its beginning because I am powerless to do anything but watch.

But, I do know a few who's.  I have few remaining friends I expect to continue forward with me in friendship, though in my cynic nature I expect to lose two of them by 2015.  And I really do hope this does not happen but people are people and it is easy to foresee alienation.  Sigh...

And God is tying me down to Seattle it seems.  I could go most anywhere, preferably somewhere warmer!  But, it seems I will be at least until next summer here.  Of course, God could just as easily knock me sideways and I could find myself in Boise, Idaho.  Who knows?

Then I have to wonder at who the Kris will be that exist by then ...