If teenage angst ends in high school, then I guess this college angst is of a more proper stature. That ever near future, tugging at us, pulling us towards the fork in the road. The one in which we can either take the road to "normality" and "comfort", the one so many of our parents have taken, the one that so many of us dread, the one of "American Dreams", of two point five kids and a two car garage.
Or, we can take the road to change. Not false Obama change, not new hair cut change. The cliche, "unbeaten" path. The one so many fear before they even get there. The one that gets us so thick into the unknown that we can't find our way back. The one that, without the right Guidance, can put us in a white walled room, thinking we're out of the forest, but really into a tundra of barren human thought and emotion, hands tied in front of us, wondering how in the playground of the world we have gotten there.
This is the path that to many fear, and once you're on it, doubt. Few have made this path to rise above the two monsters of emotion, but those who have, have humbly and extravagantly changed the way we look at our own mind, our own world. The "big picture" we often forget.
So often, the rain that erodes away our precious hiding place of a house, the statues of the people, the idols, the "greatest" of our times and the times that have past is the rain that, when we collect within a simple Carpenters cup and drink, opens our eyes and washes us clean.
But the Truth has never been an easy path to take.
And so many of us forget why we are even here..
so, why are you here?
why are you reading this?
why are you going through school?
why are you going to work?
why are you collecting retirement?
why are you graduating?
why are you taking up these "pleasures" of "life"?
why are we breathing?
why are we talking?
why are we listening
are we really listening?
"I was floating in a peaceful sea rescued by a Sinking Ship"
There is only one path to Truth, and it lies not within ourselves, but in what has been created for us.
Tuesday, December 9, 2008
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3 comments:
It does fit the category of weird, but thoughtful... a weird and thoughtful way to end a semester of columns - and without yanking a single bowling ball out of any orifices.
So... you remind me of Dustin Hoffman's character in the Graduate.
Second... never be normal. It's not as fun.
haha ya the graduate is probably one of my favorite movies. It's funny that you should say that. simon and g funkel are probably one of my favorite music duos. you feeeeeel me?
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