And I don’t know how you can’t be marveled at the strange and wondrous world of tiny buzzing creatures, often with sparkling shells that fly on miniature wings…singing in choruses through the summer nights. We are so quick to connote anddemote and demystify and simplify and say that these are god forsaken pests. And yes, a there are some negative ones and some negative aspects…but just as there would be in any category of the world.
A tiny winged creature that lights up and flies through the summer nights? That sounds like a fairy to me. The world is what we give it and we keep wishing for the grander, for the greener grass, for the time that was, that will be, or that lives only in our preposterous, childhood imaginations. But there are so many unexplained mysteries in THIS world and there are so many ways of looking at the world that quickly and easily open the door to a world of MORE. And perhaps it is that is what we need to work towards finding. The awe and wonder at each bizarre piece of our lives. A magical ticking machine that flies us down the roads at high speeds and takes us places far further than we could ever hope to go otherwise? What a fantastic thing is a car.
It is in newness, novelty and perspective that we find magic and wonder. When we approach a car as a fantastic machine – it becomes this for us. For the most part, we quickly fall to habit and disenchantment and disillusionment. And all it takes is will and motivated observation to make the world novel again. To see the world through new eyes. It can be difficult, but it can be done.
There are a lot of things I’ll never understand in this life. How people can be so cold and cruel to one another. The narcissists in my life. In my family. I grieve for my brother Richard for he dead to the world. And everything is really fucked up. And I don’t have a clue how to proceed with any of these relationships. The loss of so many in my life is getting to be overwhelming.