Beware The Thousand Yard StareThe trouble with life is that when I was younger I used to think that, in the end, I would be able to untangle the complexities of life and, sort of, solve it to my own satisfaction. But, as I've aged I've come to realise that the more I look the more complexity I find. It's a never ending process. Over rationalisation is a curse. Searching for the code is absurd. The Holy Grail is just fool's gold at the end of a rainbow. Whatever stupid mixed metaphor I can come up with just obscures the essential truth that life is only available to those who are alive. A life. I'm starting to feel that acceptance is the only way; to stop trying to work it out as if there's a big secret, and start living, but this conflicts with my usual approach.
Sometimes the mystery and sublime beauty of life are too obvious to see.