The heat wears you down. Mentally more then physically. Lethargic. Not in the mood for anything except lounging around.
Maybe it is just my system telling me I neede to slow down for a bit. And I did.
Last couple of weeks have done nothing really concrete. Cleaned out the pad....one good thing. Didn't feel like dust anymore. The workers have carried out the bulk of the work here. Still lots to be done. But it can wait for a bit now.
Should be coming in again to carry on next week when school starts for the kids. It's like an invisable signal that tells you summer is over so let's get on with the rest of things.
But in the meantime one can afford to laze around for a bit. Call it a well deserved break.
And that is when the windmill of the mind seem to swill around aimlessly. How funny. So much has changed in these couple of decades, and yet everything seems to remain the same.
We are still at each other's throats. We still only hear about war, talk of war, drums of war, and still some more just in case you didn't get it the first time.
It seems those that are craving the seats of power have nothing better to do then play war games.
In the meantime, the silent voice of the planet keeps screaming at us to change. To stop abusing oursleves and our intelligence. But few if any, listen. Everybody talks, but nobody listens.
And in the cacophony of noise that we emit, the sound of reason is lost.
Forgeting we are but a large colony of ants in a universe much vaster then ourselves. And that we are at the mercy of that which we still do not understand.
And in our imagined role of playing God, we forget that one instant, one push of a wrong button.....and whoosh....we are gone...never again to be.
Brand new day.
Hot.
August mid summer madness in full swing. Everybody around seems to desperately want to prove they are having fun.
And yet.....
When I go on the Threads I find a lot of fear. Of being alone. How funny. Never did I imagine that so many of us are surrounded with others and yet feel the desperate need to belong. In one way or another.
A lot seem to crave. A partner, a love, bliss. Not realising that alone does not necessarily spell lonely.
Sharing is but an option. A choice. It is not the magic formula that will provide the inner peace, nor the happinness.
And ultimately the question......but what exactly are we doing here? In cyberspace? What are the expectations?
Being noticed?
Or is it allowing ourselves time to hear ourselves think?
Cruising throu the innumerable pages of forums, blogs, profiles...all seem to point in the same direction. An unfulfilled need to communicate.
Living in a relatively small island, I made peace with the restricitions this entails a long time ago. Was amazed to discover however, that the fears, wants, needs, are common even to those who live in busy cities or larger communities.
In the mad rush to achieve we seem to have created empty space in our busy lives. Whether old or young, there is a pervading sense of aloneness. In the roar of daily life, there is an empty silence hanging within.
We all seem to want. We all seem to search. We all want to fulfill.
And in the mad rush to reach, we forget the inner self.
I am. Instead of I want to be.
At peace with the univere of diversity.
At peace with oneself.
Alone is not lonely.
And so the journey continues.......
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