5 January 2018

It's all a blur

The city never stops, most people seem to be rushing. I just sit cupping a cup of coffee, yet again, occasionally glancing at the next newspaper headline to prompt a sigh and shake of my head, quietly getting older...


Then I end up sitting opposite my brother over a plate of chicken salad and "kimchi slaw," whatever the heck that is, and he has chosen exactly the same combination to have in the plate in front of him; and we eat, and talk, and end up sighing and shaking our heads in unison, in full agreement about some of the many things that are getting worse rather than better, as we are quietly getting older. And outside of the window people, mostly young, go rushing past, possibly trying to make something better. I wish them luck, even if their idea of better may be my idea of worse.

8 comments:

  1. Isn't it nice not living in caves surrounded by radioactive desolation?
    As for the photo: Was big brother watching / photographing, or little brother?

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  2. This was in a different location prior to meeting big brother, or perhaps I should say littler but older brother.

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  3. And? Did older big litte brother pay the bill for younger but taller little brother?

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  4. We neither paid for the other. Let's not take brotherhood too far eh?

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  5. Ha ha ha ha ha ... Well said, bro.

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  6. I do understand what you're saying about the street scene. It always has been a blur to me.It seems so senseless. From a very early age, I've been wanting to clarify what's going on out there. Like stopping people, one by one, and asking them where they were going, what were they doing in life, what did they have for supper, were they happy to be the people they were? We're all in the same family, aren't we? Not just strangers.

    My (two-year-older) sister, who took me out for walks, told me that I couldn't do that. Where my mother was concerned, my sister was the boss, and responsible for me. I had to obey. Being the youngest of five is tough. It took me a long time to tell my siblings that I'll do as I please in life. But it's only now, as I got much, much older that I decided to question the people rushing on the street. Would you believe they stop and answer politely? I guess having wrinkles and a walker help. Never met anyone yet planning to save the world. But a few thought I was lost and needed direction. So do my sons, btw. :)

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  7. A nice tale Claude. Thanks. Unfortunately my plan to "save the world" might require the gentle elimination of breeding for all humanity, so I should probably just leave the world to save itself, which will not be so gentle.

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  8. "Even from the greatest of horrors, irony is seldom absent."
    ~ H.P. Lovecraft

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