Thoughts destined to be washed away by the tides of life. |
I've been studying my cover photo for a while now, and it seems to me that it is more than just a photo of what is there that can be seen, more than just three white rocks stacked on a beach. It contains an important question about the future, about what happens long after the photographer has gone. What will happen to our pile of stones when the tide comes in? Will it topple or has the architect built this structure at a safe distance? I don't know what will happen to these words that I stack here on the sand. They may prove safely distant, or they may be swallowed up by a rush of self-doubt. They may be here for a season. They may lose their balance and be scattered by the shoreline, or be hidden away under shifting sands. Perhaps someday, the tides of life will reclaim them. Or maybe that's just a bunch of poetic, romantic nonsense. After all, this is just a blog. |
When you buy anything requiring assembly, whether flat pack furniture or electronic devices, you will find an instruction manual. Well, you will eventually find it. It's usually hidden at the bottom of the box so that you have to remove all the pieces before you have established which order they should be stacked in. That's on purpose. Reading the manual can be trying, too. They tend not to explain fully so that while you know that piece A should screw to piece B, you don't know that it will fit on backwards so much more easily than the right way that you will be quite confident in tightening the screws and so have a more difficult time un-attaching it so that you can do it all over again. YouTube has changed all this because for just about anything you can buy, there will be a video of someone who has already read the manual and put everything together twice so you don't have to. They say life doesn't come with instructions, but it's not true. Ask anybody and he will tell you everything he knows about the subject. Then ignore half of that and watch the video. |