So, let me get this straight – this Thought of The Day (special edition) which is not the normal Sunday only feature but a MONTH LONG EXPERIMENT, isn’t just a cheap trick to get you out of your unwritten promise to publish something EVERYDAY for the year 2011whilst you are on holiday, BUT is also a themed thingy, with a leitmotif in word and pictures of travel, wander, movement etc LINKED to the song Rolling Stone?
Yep.
I don’t understand.
Well, you see, it all started here – with an image that said “You are here”.
No it didn’t.
Did.
It was in French!
Yeah, ok – then we went of travelling in space, time and thought.
Like Dr Who.
A bit – and the key part of the song is “No Direction Home.”
Meaning?
That in this journey there is no way back, we started there, we will finish somewhere else, we are not no longer what we were or thought we were and we will be someplace else, someone else every moment changes us.
Oh.
Ok?
I think so.
There’s nothing that can be done about it, our scars are our scars.
That No direction Home bit reminds me of something else.
What?
A book, Bill Bryson maybe who said … hang on… I might be able to find it…
I’ll wait….
(continued tomorrow)
3 comments:
"Direction Home" was all I could think about after more than 30 days away from home!! It's lovely to be back amongst the olive trees!! Hope you are enjoying your vacances.
I like the words below:
"That in this journey there is no way back, we started there, we will finish somewhere else, we are not no longer what we were or thought we were and we will be someplace else, someone else every moment changes us".
You are right - we change with the flow of time, but maybe sometimes the inner core of a person can still remain the same, unaffected by time?
Anyway, "No man (or woman for that matter), can walk out of his own story". I heard this quote from a film I saw recently. I thought it was quite good.
NB
I added the "or woman for that matter" as it didn't sound right that only men can't walk out of their own story!!
"There's no place like home."
Mx
I'm home - sort of
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