THOUGHTS: Surfing as a metaphor

This has been on my mind for a while.  I don't even surf, but I want to.......   I also never use semi-colons so this is a first on that front.  Any editor's out there, feel free to correct the usage.  I need to learn

Life is moving and pushing and slowing and quickening all around me. I cannot manipulate it more than anyone else. I cannot tell life how to happen. I can only ride the currents and waves as they come. Some are good waves, some are bad, but I ride them all anyway. I cannot stand up on this wave and tell it to stop or slow down or go another way. I can only ride it and get back in position to catch the next one. I can learn from each wave and apply it to the next run, but I can never stop the course of that wave. It's a natural force. It's not a product of my actions. My actions are a product of it and I choose how to act once said wave is unfavorable.

I notice a lot of people standing on their boards, facing the wrong way while waves come at them; while other riders come at them. And they don't get it. They don't understand the fact that the waves don't stop. The waves don't care about your idea of surfing. They don't care if you want to go the other way. They're bigger than you. You ride them. They don't adjust to you. So you cannot stand up in the face of these waves and an onslaught of other riders and get mad at the fact you keep falling off and eating it. Ride the wave. Go with the flow. You never know, a seemingly bad wave might take you to a better place; a place where every wave is awesome.