Bicycles, Hope, and the Year 2012
Two and one half years ago, I awoke in the middle of your world. I could not speak your language, but as time passed I made my way around a bit and learned some of your words. I hid my accent well. So much so that most people I spoke with didn't even realize that I was a foreigner in their land. My physiognomy and manner of dress was not such that they would attract attention. One might say I had adapted rather well to these new surroundings.
As you might expect, being an outsider granted me a unique perspective. There are many things that you take for granted here. Many things in front of you that you cannot see without great effort, and even if you do finally see them they appear distorted or unclear. I see these things clearly. With the ease of a child, you might say. It is both my curse and my blessing, and I consider it a victory to have realized this polarizing truth. Madness is easier to bear if you can understand its source.
So many things happen in a man's life. Too many for words, that's for sure. For some reason, though it is trite, cliche, overdone, and all those terrible things; Guns and Sex seem to sum it all up. Maybe its the cheap porn I've been watching, in combination with the expensive blood just out of view in the daily news. There is hope in it all somewhere, and the further away it seems the closer it really is.
As you might expect, being an outsider granted me a unique perspective. There are many things that you take for granted here. Many things in front of you that you cannot see without great effort, and even if you do finally see them they appear distorted or unclear. I see these things clearly. With the ease of a child, you might say. It is both my curse and my blessing, and I consider it a victory to have realized this polarizing truth. Madness is easier to bear if you can understand its source.
So many things happen in a man's life. Too many for words, that's for sure. For some reason, though it is trite, cliche, overdone, and all those terrible things; Guns and Sex seem to sum it all up. Maybe its the cheap porn I've been watching, in combination with the expensive blood just out of view in the daily news. There is hope in it all somewhere, and the further away it seems the closer it really is.
posted by Unknown at
10/19/2005 04:41:00 AM
2 Comments:
perhaps you've heard this song before
click on the fall
(if not, i recommend giving it a listen...or three)
i think it is an excellent representation of what you're getting at.
I think you are right. I had pretty much forgotten about this post when I received your comment in my mailbox. Objectivity in tact, I clicked, amd as the song took shape it caused me to recall in a general sense what it was that I had written about.
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