White Limbo
This life of mine, if life I can call it, has become a strange affair, a kind of a metamorphosis in which every thing has changed.
Oliver Wendell Holmes once said that it was required of a man that he should share the action and passion of his times, at peril of being judged not to have lived, and for most of my early life I've followed this percept with uncommon faithfulness.
But now of late (the last decade or so) I find myself entangled in a web of days, time passing in a kind of a slow motion, yet seemingly the years flit by and I remain in the same place, unable to flog up interest in the world around me or the people who inhabit it..
I'm much like a meandering river still searching for a sea to unload itself of all that water.
This sort of detachment and apathy sometimes scares me.. but still I doggedly stick to the path
But to what purpose? What end?
The past hunting and future escaping
What was shall not be
Forever shall I thicken this belief
You have such a pervasive and melancholy muse, Zofo that I can't imagine you without it. As usual your writing is very expressive. Take care and best wishes from California.
ReplyDeletePS I have turned to flute playing as a melodic escapism. It works for me.
Hi friend. I have just arrived here from Blog Catalog. I can see we have similar thoughts and perspectives about life or simply we have lived similar situations. Here goes a big hug from this distant land. What about you? how old? what's your job? I'm not sure if there's another man like me out there, but I can write to the space at least.
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I'm much like a meandering river still searching for a sea to unload itself of all that water.
ReplyDeleteYour words put into perspective a thought I was having for a few days, about not really believing this was life, you know.
Why do I ask? Of course you do
arent u sure its better that way...
ReplyDeleteI know the feeling. In retrospect time flits by so quickly. I woke up one day and realized it was time to shake myself or else I would miss out on all the dreams I had banked over the years.
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