-A Burning Desire

[Words to Image. I like this image because it is dark. But I see darkness as either coming or going or simply existing. I write this with options]

Sir sits in the midst of what he has created. His world came to be, based on the decisions he has made, the paths he has taken, and the dreams and goals he has either accomplished or failed to even begin. Sir sits alone because he is solely responsible for his now. He has either destroyed it, and now remains in its ashes of failure, or he remains in seclusion to protect his success from the destructive power of others. His future is still unwritten, but his past has definitely been solidified into the stone recordings of time, his life. Whatever that may be. Where is he now? What comes next? This is entirely up to Sir.

He reaches out his hand to either toss away his prior way of thinking or to accept a new insight on where his next path must go. Either the mask releases him from his failures, bringing forth the hope of success, or it prepares him for the hell that soon comes. Either way, Sir is making a decision, and this decision carries perks or consequences.

His mask may represent decisions that have burned his world to the ground and now he is ready for change with a burning desire to be released from the chains he has shackled himself into. Thus, his reason for tossing it. Or it could represent the steady mind that has just given into the pleasures of his own venom and now it will burn his veins with a vengeance, once injected. Thus, the lure but downfall of accepting it. You cannot see his face but, Sir is confident in the direction of this mask. Or is he?

Unfortunately, confidence doesn't always dictate the success of what you wish for. It only dictates your desire to travel down this path. Is this smoke clearing? Or is it descending upon him? Sir will soon change. And Sir will live in this decision. He tosses or he receives.

Which direction does your mask travel, Sir?