7 September 2010, 10:49 am
The Lotus Eaters What are the dreams of the children of war? of the activist's daughter?, of the vet's son? of the babies... boomed? How do you spring to life in the place where your parents could never heal? Where the only art is minimal and more minimal and more until … it isn't there? Where the only music is hate? Cynicism is the dress code. Can you still find wonder apart from the path you're given? From the lessons you're told you must learn? Will we surrender to the insurmountable and let our history be written in a focus group? Will we fight off the sleep and proceed to something greater? greater? vague... What is greater? Is it a harder life with integrity? More humanity? Is it the quest for knowledge? It seems so far away, cloudy, distant... is it covered in mist? or is the fog of sleep over my eye? Thank you Iona, that was really great advice. I think I will trim it up a bit, make it a little more terse. ^_^... Read More »