… please tell me, what is that thing that is reliable, sustainable, dependable, does not fail, deliver as promised, does exactly what is written on the tin? Please don’t give me cheap answer, I don’t want rhetoric or forced fed beliefs, give me cogent, give me truth, give me facts, give me testable and proven answers. Give me reliability, give me sustainability, give me dependable, give me that which does not fail. Give it to me please!
The thinker is in trouble! The watcher is crushed! Hardly anything is sustainable, reliable or dependable, yes they stand for some time and then dissipate. Wealth does not deliver on its promises, in the short time it does, but in the long run, it fails. It is not always sweet or comforting, it brings its own troubles and the rich also cry. Beauty fads, the young grow old and haggard, the tender becomes tough and sinewy. Love fails, it fails badly, the object of our love fails to trip us after some time, affection wears out, we loose interest, they loose interest, our heart calms down, their heart calms down, in extreme cases, love turns to hate.
This is not about depression or despondency, this is the world as the thinker, the watcher sees it. The dependable friend fails to deliver, she is just human, not invincible by any stretch of the imagination, the friendship looses it’s bond, it’s strength, it’s grip slackens. We find out the parents are not invincible, they are not the rock that never fail, their hands are not forever stretched out, they fail, they drop the ball, they are not always there, they can’t always support us, sometimes they can’t stand us, they die, they leave us alone.
Control is an illusion, who is really in control? Who is holding it together? Please tell me, we think the government is in charge? We think they keep the city, watch over it, what a fallacy! Yes the good leaders try, they give it all a good shot, but the honest ones will admit, they have no clue, they just try their best. The true controller is beyond us all.
Start me not on religion, as it rarely delivers, it promises way more that it can give. Yet we are not allowed to say. It forces us to sit down where there is no seat and why we are suspended in mid air, it beats us into accepting that we are seated securely. Any attempt to clarify is frowned upon. To dispute is the worse treason, punishable by eternal ostricisation. Where is truth? When it can not be tested, it can not be asked to explain itself, defend itself, truth must be able to stand on its own two feet, it must be able to withstand being thrown up in the air and land solidly back on the ground, the truth that floats away into outer space is very doomed. The truth that does not return to claim its position is questionable. What does faith mean? When I have to hold on forever and there are no promised deliverables. It works sometimes, there is no doubt, but what happens, those times it fails to deliver, it is me that didn’t work the machine well! Nah! It can’t be, it can’t always be me always at fault, that makes no sense. It does not add up.
I lost my connection! Yesterday I felt connected, today it’s gone! What happened? How beautiful it is when we feel connected to another person, we float on thin air, but how unsustainable is this stupid connection? How vulnerable and fragile it is? Tilt the head ever so slightly and it is totally lost. Unalign your mouth and you are unheard. What connection? It only works if you are non-human, honestly you can’t move! What shaky network! Some last longer, but I don’t know of any that last forever and we are forever chasing the shadow of what was once, that was only meant to be fleeting.
Isn’t health an illusion? Drive us in for a health MOT and the stark truth hit us like a ton of brick. Ain’t we all dying from the day we were born? We are on borrowed time, doing life the best we know, living under the illusion that all is functioning perfectly. In some cases, it is clear that it is not!
Life is an illusion!
Beautiful Ivory 