there are things

And back to front a piece from the past pops up, something that was lying on my hard drive never completed …


There are things

There are things we will never know about ourselves before we look, we look staring into the mirror, yet we don’t see the truth. Like an anorexic waif we stare at our outer persona amplifying its presence, not seeing the reality of its bloated or wasted form. And they say the clothes maketh the man, how we cloak our personas with lies created from within and without.

Where does the strength come from within or without?

Silly that question is … sorta oxymoronic, or maybe not .

But where is the strength when you look for it, where is it when you don’t look for it. Somehow we are always stronger and weaker than we imagine we should be or are. We surprise and disappoint ourselves consistently, not i don’t speak of myself here alone, I am speaking about the Royal or the common I totally dissimilar to the royal we..

Why when seeking clarity do we seek the abyss the chasm of life’s experiences rather than the bubbling brook? It is in the brook that we sometimes find greater adversity than the mighty stream/river? If this sounds zen-ish .. it isn’t this is practical. I may just be speaking in riddles .. but sometimes the smallest obstacle can give us the greatest challenge and when faced with the larger challenge we sail through or capitulate, some even capitulating at the stream. This I supposed is sealed within our persona, the part we call us.

But what is evident is the eventual cyclic nature of life, the life we live and experience, some of the adages do come true others don’t. But life has an inertia, we are bound to the inertia we live within and create and strengthen. There are those who fight standing still against the stream, those that are washed downstream others swimming diagonally across but the inevitable does happen.. what will happen will happen and what you do will have an impact on that which your outcome is.

This mortal coil..

Determination of importance is critical to us a humans, or so it seems. Is it truly ever possible to be nihilistic in terms of social conformances? Can we actually exisit within society without an exterior? Without a stance, without a mantra, without a belief structure, without a social conformance to follow. Do we then really exist? Yes we do exist, it is nothing like the sound of a tree falling or the sound of a single hand clapping, but in terms of social flows and ebs and representation. Is it in any way possible to truly be individualistic and not follow social norms and even more importantly not be anti social conformity and still exist on the event horizon. What meaning our existence is given by the association of terms, nuances, trends and trends.

The information explosion and my trouble in understanding the concept that social web pages are not about the pages themselves… we are now moving into an age where data is multi-contextual

The moth slowly flutters in a narrowing arc towards the candle …
All appealing it looks
Something inside driving it in rapidly narrowing arcs
Insanity rules
Addiction to the light
Closer
It burns

"As he slowly chews the last few pieces of Textured Vegetable Protein he ruminates on times long past where food was not only functional”



Back to the present again, there are things we don’t understand. How bold that may be to say. We stand looking at a life with context, and that life is ours. We look at others, casting the splinter whilst ignoring the beam inside our side ;-) OMG what trash.. but more seriously how things change with a change in context, time being the biggest context, that is if we can say context is time based. I doubt it.. but I am.