three steps in an open field

potential is a cloud of smoke that dissipates with time. human potential, individual potential, three steps in an open field. it is so easy be lost to dispersion. so easy to shift paths or keep paths for too long. let give too much hight for locality. i am not yet sure of the Truth in my words (what Truth are in words?), but i think we might only be allowed three definitions for the self. we choose and compile them in childhood when we are searching for identity and we modify them when maturity makes itself important. but at any age we can carry no more than three active descripts. three is a very practical number. father son holy ghost. i meet with a friend every wednesday for coffee. we talk of religion and voice those places composed of only soft unspoken thoughts. he is a christian. i am not. science fills my faith hole, physics and math are my religion. chaos, consciousness, and connection always seemed more real than a god; or should i say, more like a god. i possess an intuitive understanding of function, people, and form. observation has given me the ability to see people and interaction with a large degree of clarity. my clarity is not unique, but still i find it incredible and fantastic that my christian friend has the same intuitively clear understanding of things. i know many people with this ability, but i have never talked at such length with one who is christian. i am becoming very attached to our coffees, they are pushing me to loose balance and it is always good to have a change of perspective. but balance is such a desirable state. my three definitions are becoming crowded. i cannot yet tell if it is because my gyroscope is slipping and has been slipping for some time on this unstable foundation i have built, or if something more fitting is encroaching and breaking that foundation. the pillar i have chosen is one marked by its potential. the smoke holds long enough to build rather than clear on these years of dedication, of concentration. but we are our character and our ability to make something of it. the smoke must be fed by and feed you, otherwise it has no potential other than pollution. my second foot is not yet poised to disrupt the dew blanketing a field.