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The notion of the personification of War has crossed my mind today. Then something made me think of what other options there might be. While there are some serious problems with the video, it does offer a look at another set of shoes someone might wear. Given the givens, and considering what the other riders might do, I think War is the choice I would make. I hate biology, and hunger is worse than rage, definitely when it reaches the level of starvation. I have known each. Besides, war, when it is performed as it should be, has very little to do with rage. Actually, the worst rages come from having no choice, for the loss of innocence in self, and others, for death and carnage, not so much a thing to direct at the enemy. Raging at ourselves for our impotence to... find a better way. Well, and the truth that sometimes there really is not better way.
While thinking on those matters, the idea of the war of the roses, played out in homes around the world at any given hour also came to roost in my craw. Oh, it's not a horrible thing. It is what makes things happen, it is a party to love, a part of domesticity, a change of pace, and a way to learn how to deal with things locally before we go out more broadly, even globally. Such a bitter sweet thing. Savored, even now, and well, in some very fine memories. Artistically rendered for amusement and learning. The art of the war of love. There is no love without flame. To approach flame is to be burned. So it is, so it will always be. Enjoy.
Not sure what is going on today. Free-floating accidental transcendentalism at it's finest, for my sake. Well, at least of late. I used to be a master, but not one of choice. No choice today, but it will only last a short while, today, maybe tomorrow. I might even get some things done in spite of it. I haven't decided if that makes me a better master of the impossible, or a lessor master. But not knowing is half the mastery, so I am well pleased with the dilemma.
Good day.
You know .. It might be interesting to see this documentary about the angel of death. For some reason, the alarm clock he uses cracks me up. Have you seen the movie?
ReplyDeleteNo, I haven't seen anything else. To be honest, I think that is it. It's a spoof of a preview. Besides, if for no other reason, the director/camera man has... well... been retired. Finding someone to fill that role might be a tad... difficult.
ReplyDeleteI just thought it was a gas, within certain confines. And might even have some truth to it. Just as if I am War, but don't actually know that. Thinking we are just guys, going through life, doing what we do, and yet... Never mind. If so, my brother is an idiot. But then he probably thinks I am too. A Jack-in-the-Box is NOT a service industry. And insurance policies are quite often scams. Never mind.