And I say, “Wow.
Just look at now!
There’s a great big world outside our door.”
And if I could
Be like I should,
I’d say “What are we waiting for?
C’mon, let’s go.”
Bucket, box, call it what you may. I come back to it once every month or so. Two seperate societies, two seperate lives, two seperate places. One low, one high. One fun and new, one old and boring. Each only connected to each other by outsretched arms and those few who could actually reach far enough to put one leg in one and one leg in the other. But you can’t stay like that forever.
You get tired. Eventually you’ve got to put your arms down, bring your legs back together, and just see what happens. Things spill, and when things are only far away enough not to be close you can’t expect the whole thing to last. They will mix, and there’s nothing you can do about it.
Now two worlds become one, slowly, but oh so surely. It’s not entirely bad, but not the most exciting prospect ever. But it’s all about perspective right? Perspective. Look out into the future, out towards the horizon. Eventually both of these places you have been will be trampled on and left for dead in the dust of the new path that you have cut. A clean slate, a brand new start – and it’s only a few short months away.
Ok…more like a used slate you bought at a garage sale in April (spring cleaning). It has been written on and erased so many times that there is always a white, dusty film over the top of it. After all, the new place will still be about 6/1800’s old. And I suppose that’s just the moral of this whole thing. The box (bucket) shrinks. Even when you think you’ve blown a hole in the side of it and are about to slither out into the great unkown (where, of course, the grass is greener) you find that there are other people out there that have already done what you’ve been trying to do this whole time. And now you’re still where you were – next to them. No better off.
If I really could be the way I should be, I’d be long gone – even past all that green grass. Out the door, into that “great big world”. But…it just doesn’t work like that does it? Dreams, aspirations…many of them are only ever brought to you through your mind – your imagination. Meanwhile your brain (seperate from the mind) and body is left wondering what it’s supposed to do. How to catch up to these wild and wishful thoughts?? Sure in the long-run (really long-run…) everything will turn out great. In fact it’ll be amazing. But what about this world? How can I get to where I want to be in this world?
Unfortunately, that question has no easy answer. Just keep pushing.