Another Day, Another Place, Perhaps.

Posted: 2016-03-31 in Hoping For Some Hope, Nina (Subset), Thoughts For The Day

Another day of clanging cymbals, endless news, shrill voices, distraction and confusion.

It’s hard to gather my thoughts.

Inhale, exhale.

Wounded peace, bruised.

I find myself half-remembering Bertrand Russell’s “In Praise Of Idleness”.

Yes, some logic,

aspects ring true.

I take off my shoes, then socks, and appreciate the coolness on my bare feet, refreshing.

Inhale, exhale.

Eyes closed.

External sensory assault temporarily halted.

Yes, if only we could be left to just *be* …

If thinking and creativity were truly valued

the possibilities of human progression through “leisure” time would be infinite.

And what a wonderful world I perceive!

Sigh, then I remember tomorrow’s obligations,

banal and slavish,

I will again be forced to lie and compromise.

Another day, another place, perhaps.


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