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from
wave: this was randomly mailed to me by the author,
formerly legendanti@aol, and i thought it interesting.
"i
am so sick of symbolism, but then again that is all
i have to live for." i don't know if it was exactly
those words but i am really starting to belive in that.
our lives are so pointless and we can truly achieve
so little that all i can do is in a symbolic sense.
nothing can be done that hasn't already been done so...maybe
i am off base on that but i feel that i am on some sort
of symbolic journey towards understanding. i have to
go through tests, trials, goodtimes, badtimes, and everything
else that happens in some vain attempt to gain the almighty
understanding of life. everything that happens to me
or to others close to me are just small pixels of a
picture. only when i am near the end will i have any
idea as to what the picture looks like. living in symbolism
is like that. you notice a pixel, then try to fit it
into a completly different picture. when fitting into
another picture, you gain knowledge of what part it
could be. so then, through symbolism, one can gain more
understanding of what is really going on. and maybe,
just maybe, with enough symbolism, i may be able to
get my picture before i die. i just thought i would
share something in this otherwise pointless mail.
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