Flashlight, or floodlight – I am projecting myself on the world, or is this world focusing its beam on me?
The first is my choice.
The second, delusion.
Or has time to focus.
Everyone’s too busy coming to grips with how far behind we are on everything!
New things, new technology … new words.
For example, what is #slack? And why do I know less than your average twelve year old?
Everyone’s attention, light spread so wide, of so little effect, so much information, so much noise, so much truth, so much filler.
Less clear – what is real, what is spin, what can be counted on, what can merely be counted …
Too many walk around like flashlights, containers for dead batteries – not energized, pulling dead weight. What a waste of effort.
Check your batteries.
written / published from Calgary, AB
morning walk: 8C/46F, light breeze, clear, wet long grass and fresh mown wet grass made Gusta happy – she loves the cool on her belly, and we trotted quickly because I have to ‘be off’ soon for a busy day, a photo shoot and appointments, work, and maybe some play when day is done – or maybe I’ll collapse in the fatigue pile …