It is rumoured we live in a world of increasing separations. Church from State, Romance from commitment. Ambition from common sense. Destroyed by films and television soaps our patience demands it all within ninety minutes , or at least within the next few months. In the middle ages they built cathedrals which took several generations to complete. Time was not the central ingredient then. Building something which would last and was a proper testament to their beliefs was the central tenet; there was no urgency. Cruelty yes. Starvation, certainly, . They had those too. and we also cling onto those vices. But do we create a clear conscience among the three piece suites by drawing the curtains. Possibly we do, or maybe not
In those few breaths we have on earth we try to find “true north”, but get swayed by rumours and soothsayers who might point in any direction at all to earn a few bucks. Truth is not a concept defined by time or fashion. Only our sense of it is.
With short termism comes anxiety and we enjoy plenty of that. A thousand to a million coaches work to shore up our struggling egos as we seek to make sense of a world vastly more complex, but with a brain of much the same size, as that enjoyed by our ancestor’s when their main problem was herding goats.
And so it seems the more I try to understand the less I know. Now I just try to let go, and recognise that, for whatever the reason, in my brief time on this small world I’m just shooting the rapids, hanging on for dear life, and trying to smile at those who fly off the same waterfall as I. We talk a lot about “Winners” and “Losers” but I think more about experiences.
In mainstream films the guy gets the girl, the man beats the villain, we discover the promised land, and pulsing toasters invade the White House. In real life, we often window shop at Harrods, but normally buy from Walmarts. Few choices we make are ideal, and are usually influenced forcibly by circumstance. In real life there may well be more perception and anticipation of events than events themselves. Treasuring what I have and those I know while trying to see more clearly seems more than enough at the moment. Perhaps its a good place to start.