Tuesday, May 24, 2005

Nobility

Lately much is being made of telling your story. You are a part of a larger story.

The next chapter has yet to be written, it might be said.

Maybe.

Being driven to the edge of a deep, dark hole. Finding yourself at the margins of yourself.

This is hardly a romantic place.

Maybe I become Woody Allen-like.

Maybe we put the story on the shelf. Taken by a den of theives.

Maybe it is finally your time to identify with Parsifal, deep in the woods.

Fighting generational dysfunction.

Maybe I am the one who will free my sons. And their sons...

Maybe the journey is offering, for a limited only, a chance at nobility.

Maybe

M

4 Comments:

Anonymous Anonymous said...

So what you are saying is you have lost your tv remote and have some free time on your hands..

1:37 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Now, I think this guy is really trying to say something here. The man in our world needs to feel like a fighter so that he can feel like a man. Beating up people is part of it. I am glad to do my part

4:47 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Everybody out of the pool. Let's dry off here. The man is talking about the 7 seven deadly sins. Come on now, let's think, before we write

5:01 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Glad to do your part? What kind of crap is that? The deep dark hole is a metafore for tv. get it?

Maybe just the entellectuals should read this stuff.

11:00 PM  

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