forest metaphor

  • Borrowed Things

    Maybe it is just boredom that has brought me here, tired of human suffering. Not because suffering is unusual. Because it repeats itself with remarkable dedication. I sat watching people today and couldn’t decide what they were actually chasing. A better job. A bigger house. Someone else’s attention. An argument they intended to win before…

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  • The Ones Who Ask for Maps

    Some people are still standing in the forest,waiting for a voice to tell them which way is north.They move carefully, step by step,looking for signs, trails, markers, hands to point.They believe the path already existsand their only task is to find it. Others are swinging the axe.Not because they are angry,but because they are tired…

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