Right now we’re all on the edge of a feather expecting to fly, and either waiting to be pushed or needing more time for wings to grow and angels to take us into new skies that might not necessarily be blue.
Purple might be nice.
I was watching “When Harry Met Sally” for the first time this week and came to the realisation that though we are each so very different, we’re looked at “en masse” by especially governments, and which is very probably what Bob Dylan saw and was protesting against- organisations, governments and humans not being, and instead being contended cows happy to be part of a herd mentality to fit into society, and so do everything that society expects people to do when, above all, we’re individuals.
Similarly, every city and every country is different from each other and keep changing.
But do the people?
Well, apparently, the world is now all “awoke”, and awash with chaos, but, like all those hashtag moments, believe huge changes for the best have happened when there is a dangerous disconnect.
This is really where the world is at- disconnected with reality and not knowing right from wrong and just exhaling outta terminal fatigue and going with the flow.
We saw it happen with all the showbiz that came to the fore in a certain Presidential election and where today some of the key players have disappeared.
Has even the winner really won or is he just a confused old man knowing his days are numbered, and so just does whatever he wants when he doesn’t know what he wants? And very probably doesn’t care.
Those who were against him have now switched sides to curry business favours, which is always the end game.
Those days when everything fab was happening naturally and creativity was powered by imagination and passion by human beings who were busy being have long lost their way and probably happened when we had a mobile phone in our hands that wasn’t the size of a bowling ball.
Everything that’s supposedly human- even love- is now online and not unlike a sci film from the seventies and the eighties.
The world often reminds me of the original version of “Total Recall” with the soundtrack being “Strawberry Fields Forever”.
The technology has become the idea at a time when most of us are now twenty and thirty years older and realise that we’re not going to live forever.
Trying to cling on until reaching a century and where one is being kept alive by medication and pills reminds me of my mother dying from dementia brought on by Alzheimer’s and laying on what was her death bed and just wanting to go.
She couldn’t, because her family was holding her back.
Why? That’s how the world was created or recreated with those Covid years being a warning and threat of deceit not understood by millions.
Today, there are seemingly no options or optimism other than to hand over our lives to others and their five and ten year plans for the future when they might not even last the distance.
It’s laughable.
Methinks that we have become the latest real life Far Side cartoon by the great Gary Larson without even knowing it.
Dedicated to the memory of Helen Primrose Ebert
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