My Center

It's where I want to live.

What is it?

I can't tell you, it's not a tangible item, it's an idea, a place of mind.

I can lose it, and with it I lose control. Control of my life, my thoughts, my actions, my everything.

I can find it. I can right my wrongs within myself.

It's my peace of mind, inner calm, my happy place, whatever you like to think of it as.

I don't visualize anything, it takes no physical appearence.

It is nothing more than a feeling, but yet, it IS more. It is a state of being.

My A game. I can do no wrong. My luck, but it's always good.

(Brace yourself) In the 6th Harry Potter, there is a lucky potion, and the feeling Harry gets is described as a feeling of not being able to do wrong. An untouchable feeling.

I can get to this place on my own, or through the help of others. As well, I can leave this place because of others or because of myself.

I wish everyone could have a center. It seems like everyone should, but some are not capable of achieving this on their own. It is a small population, but it exists. It is sad because the very reason they cannot achieve inner peace is the same reason they need it.

This is all very Zen. This does not seem like my high energy, highly annoying usual self, but it is. It is this very thing that makes me a lively person. Strange how being at peace with myself makes me a bit wild on the outside.



p= the various 'parts' of you
n= the number of those parts
The difference is -(n-1)(p) and it's still equal to you