The Rickety Staircase
Saturday, 30 July 2016
Wednesday, 19 October 2011
Make of it what you will
Almost nothing of what interests me deeply is commonly accepted or agreed upon by society and many of my peers. Though I suspect that many have the same interests and are not yet willing to admit to them. Strange society we live in, it is as if a frequency fence is placed around us which has a built in process we must follow or loose connection to said society. If we touch this fence it lets us know by sending back a frequency shock, a shot of fear. Are we cattle or sheep waiting for the truck to take us to market that we need such a device to prevent us from moving outside that fence, or is it something far more sinister.
I have spent most of my life, perhaps even many lifetimes, testing the limits of that fence and being thrown against an invisible wall of despair; incredulity; arrogance; impatience; anger; sadness; or fill in the blank [.....whichever applies in the moment] all of my own. So once again I place that rickety ladder up against the fence and step onto it, will I ever learn it is so much easier to stay within the fence, I doubt it, is that the truck I hear in the distance?
I have spent most of my life, perhaps even many lifetimes, testing the limits of that fence and being thrown against an invisible wall of despair; incredulity; arrogance; impatience; anger; sadness; or fill in the blank [.....whichever applies in the moment] all of my own. So once again I place that rickety ladder up against the fence and step onto it, will I ever learn it is so much easier to stay within the fence, I doubt it, is that the truck I hear in the distance?
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