Well when we reach an age where we can't overlook the sudden disappearances, we have to step away from the mad stream of life and find a comfortable level where we can relax, regain some leftover vim and come to grips with the fact that the worm has turned. Step down a floor or two maybe? It should be easy, after all we climbed all these yearly steps, even having the audacity to skip one or two back in the early years and whether we knew it or not, we had a great deal of support while climbing. You really don't hear of someone falling up or off the stairs do you? No, you don't. What you may come to know the hard way, if you are not a careful stepper, is when you start to fail, as it were, you may find that you have climbed higher than you realized and getting yourself down to a reasonable point in life may require some help. Help? Well yes, because maybe your mind's eye has tricked you into believing it's just an easy step down to safety when it is not such a thing at all. Now here is the rub. Who you going to call? You would hope to have younger friends who can still scamper up and down these little levels of conscious comfort and maybe give you a hand over a rough spot. But heck, that's not always going to be the case. Hardly seems a lot to ask really, only looking for a hand to hold or a shoulder to touch. These people make the trip all the time, so what's the big deal? Age is the big deal. You are done to a turn and now you are on your own. You are heading into that decline and for all our lives we have watched the old people bump and bruise themselves down into the misty gray until they become a fog bound island with a beach head of musty possessions. They continue to rise with the tide and dress in the dawn and wait for whatever it is that calls out to them at the end and hopefully, by that time, is just a few small strokes from shore. If you turn that corner and get bushwhacked by some old age type illness or situation whatever, all you can do is watch your step and get a strong stick. Some will have friends and family. Some won't. Not the most pleasant observation, but it's a solid call and if you want to keep it from turning out wrong for you, get to work on building a small fort, gather up some food and make some friends. When I say "make" I'm probably talking about a different type of "friend" than you have. I kind of "roll my own", as it were. There is no lack of lightning here and the grave yards never close. (hint hint) Can you hear me now? Good.
Friday, November 16, 2007
Down the down stairs
Do you realize that all your life you are climbing some kind of step. You make it to a landing and it may be a while before you have go up another; you know, a lot to learn before the next level. I guess some people sprint up life's stairs while others take their time and look around, but if your mind is sound, you will probably end up at the same level as your peer group and be swimming along with the general flow exchanging the latest strokes and slick moves and happening ideas with your schoolmates as it were. It's a big class so the dropouts are not missed and to stretch the fish metaphor just bit longer there will come a time where you can't overlook the fact that some folks are just getting the hook and being yanked right out of the world you know.