All Walls Are Great...
... if the roof doesn’t fall
Walls, barriers, barricades, fences, hedges & to some extent even condoms are often erected for protection. They are useful if privacy is valuable & you don’t want everybody to see you naked. It’s not always easy being comfortable in your own skin. Sometimes when exposed, you are forced to talk about emotional scars, tattoos of memories & blemishes of regret. Explanation often leads to recollection which leads to memories of pain, despair and so on and so forth resurfacing.
If you don’t mind a bit of exposure then build your barriers with lots of windows or using a more permeable material. For more selectivity your construction should have more doors, but be wary who you give the keys to. You shouldn’t simply let anyone in. Some people will leave their dirty foot prints whiles others love to create mischief. Its okay if they are just wielding cans of spray paint, but what if they have sledge hammers, Molotov cocktails or decide to use your personal space to their advantage?
Inadvertently keeping all the doors dead-bolted shut will make you inaccessible to others. No matter how hard they try, they can’t get in. You won’t let them in. Peeping through the key hole they only can catch glimpses of what’s inside but never be able to reach in.
Another method of deciding who gets in is by creating mazes & playing games. A labyrinth of tests & obstacles can get tiresome & many will eventually give up. Not everyone wants to take the time to solve the puzzles or analyze the clues. And why should they? What makes your structure so much more appealing than other more easily accessible facilities? Where is the allure in the games? Where’s the fun in the complexity? Most people tire from trials & tribulations of their own life, what more to have to deal with your booby traps?
Although it’s most carefree & relaxing to live in the open air, there is so much more strength/ security in fortresses. Wouldn’t it be lovely to have a secret passage way into someone else’s fortress? Someone who you trust?
Call this post the summation of the events festering in my head. I know I couldn’t be vaguer if I tried.
Walls, barriers, barricades, fences, hedges & to some extent even condoms are often erected for protection. They are useful if privacy is valuable & you don’t want everybody to see you naked. It’s not always easy being comfortable in your own skin. Sometimes when exposed, you are forced to talk about emotional scars, tattoos of memories & blemishes of regret. Explanation often leads to recollection which leads to memories of pain, despair and so on and so forth resurfacing.
If you don’t mind a bit of exposure then build your barriers with lots of windows or using a more permeable material. For more selectivity your construction should have more doors, but be wary who you give the keys to. You shouldn’t simply let anyone in. Some people will leave their dirty foot prints whiles others love to create mischief. Its okay if they are just wielding cans of spray paint, but what if they have sledge hammers, Molotov cocktails or decide to use your personal space to their advantage?
Inadvertently keeping all the doors dead-bolted shut will make you inaccessible to others. No matter how hard they try, they can’t get in. You won’t let them in. Peeping through the key hole they only can catch glimpses of what’s inside but never be able to reach in.
Another method of deciding who gets in is by creating mazes & playing games. A labyrinth of tests & obstacles can get tiresome & many will eventually give up. Not everyone wants to take the time to solve the puzzles or analyze the clues. And why should they? What makes your structure so much more appealing than other more easily accessible facilities? Where is the allure in the games? Where’s the fun in the complexity? Most people tire from trials & tribulations of their own life, what more to have to deal with your booby traps?
Although it’s most carefree & relaxing to live in the open air, there is so much more strength/ security in fortresses. Wouldn’t it be lovely to have a secret passage way into someone else’s fortress? Someone who you trust?
Call this post the summation of the events festering in my head. I know I couldn’t be vaguer if I tried.
Of the demons, wraiths & phantoms,
The faceless familiars, imps & goblins,
All the bad things that haunt my dreams,
The pieces that make me dark, aloof & mean.
Am I talking if no one is listening?
What do I really wish to say?
Does it matter, this tongue wagging?
When I’m not thinking will it go away?
posted by AJ @ 1:41 AM
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