i have started this particular entry more than a couple of times in my head .. a variety of different topics have gone through my head on my travels through the last few weeks..
most commonly there have been a few threads inside my thought processes..
but the most prominent and persistent being ... on how fragile we are as human beings ..
the nature of our existence and what makes us and breaks us ..
a lot has happened, a lot has not happened
people have been sent to happier places, some have stayed in sad places..
but in general terms the human condition is a fragile one from a number of perspectives.
WE are what we are .. but what is it that defines us?
the membership of a church, an organization, a religious faith albeit something non standard..
But there is much to create a basis of existence, and then there are those on the fringe who do not believe .. no not the general simple mass who believe in pop culture and the media but thsoe who truly dont believe and question that which is and and that which it isnt and yet it isnt either of those? Then what the frig is it ..
what are we? are we but a social construct? are we the child of the child ..... of the lions of adam.. and lets not even go there .. who TF is ADAM ;-)
But more seriously this got me a thinking a little while ago about the meaningfulness of existence and how important it would be to have a belief system or construct by which you could guide your life.. even if you did not follow it explicitly and rather did not follow it on principal that would be of just as much a basis .. there would be a fundimental basis for your existence..
there are those who are driven by that which the media spews forth, there are those who live by which the other things spew forth, there are those who velive in greater things, there are those who believe in a GOD..
there are those who question a GOD? There are those who have lives like JOB.. in both Book s.. the big one and that the other one ..
and there are the others who live at the fringe of society who have nothing .. there is nothing out there .
Out here on the perimeter there are no stars
Out here we is stoned - immaculate.
not that i Condone it ..
but it is there where they are ... on the perimeter where there are no stars to guide us ..
we stand there alone ..
not even blowing in the wind .. we are post post apocalyptic in terms of belief and existence ,,
my words are coming to an end, not because this is the end .. but rather that .. the wine is dying on the vine ..
most awesome life out of the death of the fruit of the earth ..
most profound .. but not what I was getting at
more importantly .. what is the gift we can make? through life and death to continue to the future?
enough now more later ,,\\
the vine died within my head
to conclude screw it all ..
i dont give a flying cahoot ..
but there i Lie.. i do ..
So wtf .. it is what it is
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