An Illustrated Apology December 29, 2007
Posted by littlebangtheory in Art and Nature, Love and Death.Tags: anguish, clouds, despair, fields of dreams
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There are times when I wake, roll over, and find myself facing A Wall.
I sit up and rub my eyes. I blink. I try to re-focus. But it’s still there.
I stand, bend, stretch, stand again. I turn slowly through a 360, looking for a door, a gate, a window.
Nothing.
It’s a monochrome wall, compact, featureless. No cracks, no edges. No way to scale it. No way around it. Nothing in here but me.
I dress inside My Wall, drink some coffee, grab my camera and hit The Road. Perhaps I’ll find an archway, a link to the outside.
Or perhaps not.
Maybe I’ll just drive around taking pictures of The World Outside. Maybe I’ll see some measure of beauty which will heal my soul. Maybe I’ll find a way to understand The Beautiful Hell in which we live.
For some time now, words have failed me. I have the sense that I know something which no one should have to know. It’s like I’m writing an Important Message in the low-tide sands with the side of my foot, trying to communicate with a distant future which will never even know I tried.
For what it’s worth, here are a few images of what I saw today.
I’m sorry. I know there’s work to be done, but sometimes I just can’t do it.
I guess this is just one of those times.
No apology is necessary! The photos are a true gift.
My phriend, I know how it is. Been there many times and, unlike you, I’m not a climber. Sending waves of positive energy your way.
the second one has a mystical, dreamlike quality to it. i really like it a lot.
ah, those walls. walls can hold you in or keep you safe. it’s up to you.
take care. be well.
This one is doing both, sherry. I don’t want it for either reason, but there it is. Perhaps something positive will come of it – we shall see.
Love these shots. What’s funny is that seeing them, and having seen similar beautiful scenes in the flesh, I wonder HOW our species can be such assholes to each other. Trite and cliché, sure, but that’s the feeling I often get. What fool afflicted with the sleep of reason would awake to this, would dare defile not just natural beauty, but each other?
C.R. – Lovely photos as usual. And your words are stunning.
I’m glad that you share your images with us.
mine do the same. guess i will see what comes as well.