Consistency

I just figured out the lack of it . Consistency, I find myself incapable of it in most encounters that I have had with life. I have been told off and on that I work in spurts, that I can not sustain even the quintessential traits that come to me as an individual, that I am so changeable.

'Rubbish'

Had I been inconsistent and changeable I would have taken to the expectations of an ideal characteristic quite easily.Is it so hard to figure out that the inconsistency is the consistent trait I have? I work in spurts, that is a constant pattern.I find writing prose a tough task, I end up being so inconsistent in making my point.
Did you figure out what I just meant to say in this post?

Perhaps

It is, is it?, will it be?
No rule in its propensity.

there is no fate,
no date,
just a stagnant will,
and to save the face,
'Probability'.

Digression

Constants are natural misfits, sustenance is a struggle,.
In the wake of stability, instability grapples.
why stick to the point?
why tread a course?
Why trace patterns?

they end in chaos.
Instantaneous Impressions
and flings with all that is reason
and why not askew, soon to turn.
Why are they Digressions?

All disorder, in order and place.
Digression is that,
Symmetry and classification
familiarity to trace?
Digression is that.
Survival is fine
but still a phase.
that is not Digression?