been busy working and not doing things that make me feel better or help me but
things that help others and in no way myself, but now I am back into the battle
or at least for now, if I am only a shadow I’m still here but at least there is
still a shadow of me here.
Just a shadow of a broken man. How does the light not pass
through a broken object? Then how does it create a shadow? The shadow is just
the afterthought of the person who cast it. Maybe it is the shadows that hide
who we really are, what really keeps us from getting hurt.
There are a thousand ways to hurt a man from the shadows weather it is with a rifle or you just steal what they want but the shadows are always there, sometimes the shadows are used to hide our true selves the side that we don’t really want others to see but at the end of the day they end up seeing it and it destroys them.
Then again what if the shadow of a man is all we truly are without
the whole balances to keep us together, or is it the fact we all hide some of
ourselves away so that we can’t be hurt or be lost to the shadows, how can one
be lost to the shadows if you are already in there to some extent.
Is the card real or is it just a metaphor of what we have to
hide from the world, do we give our lives to the card or are we forced to the
card and is it this that makes us just a little silhouette a broken fragment of
a grater being. Winning is not always the way sometimes you have to lose to
unlock the truth of what is hidden beneath even if it means you end up being
locked away forever and a day.
One of the only things you can ever only be with all the
time is your shadow, could you stand with my shadow all the time or stand with
me there and wait for me as you look off over the hills and far away. But this
is an idea I will expand on in my next report.
Till later I will see you on the battlefield.
through a broken object? Then how does it create a shadow? The shadow is just
the afterthought of the person who cast it. Maybe it is the shadows that hide
who we really are, what really keeps us from getting hurt.
There are a thousand ways to hurt a man from the shadows weather it is with a rifle or you just steal what they want but the shadows are always there, sometimes the shadows are used to hide our true selves the side that we don’t really want others to see but at the end of the day they end up seeing it and it destroys them.
Then again what if the shadow of a man is all we truly are without
the whole balances to keep us together, or is it the fact we all hide some of
ourselves away so that we can’t be hurt or be lost to the shadows, how can one
be lost to the shadows if you are already in there to some extent.
Is the card real or is it just a metaphor of what we have to
hide from the world, do we give our lives to the card or are we forced to the
card and is it this that makes us just a little silhouette a broken fragment of
a grater being. Winning is not always the way sometimes you have to lose to
unlock the truth of what is hidden beneath even if it means you end up being
locked away forever and a day.
One of the only things you can ever only be with all the
time is your shadow, could you stand with my shadow all the time or stand with
me there and wait for me as you look off over the hills and far away. But this
is an idea I will expand on in my next report.
Till later I will see you on the battlefield.
You've said some really deep and interesting things here, It certainly gave us something to mull over in book club tonight [incidentally we're reading "Toast: The story of a boy's hunger" by Nigel Slater, it's a cracking read and I urge you to give it a go]
ReplyDeleteWhilst considering the statement "how can one
be lost to the shadows if you are already in there to some extent." It was pointed out by Julia just how similar your writing style is to that of David Cassidy. Bit of a character is our Jules, but I think she has a point here......for once! I jest of course, she's a lovely lady is our Jules, and she makes a cracking apple tart.