a man who can only see the horizon from a distance, but can never move in on it
vs.
a man who can only see a red brick wall, the horizon behind him though he doesn't know it
man #1 grabs man #2's shoulder, tries to turn him around so that he can see what he sees.
:) what do you think of it?
:( it's brilliant.
:) isn't it?
:( yeah, but so what...it's miles away.
:) true, but what if we took a step towards it ever day. wouldn't that eventually be enough?
:( i suppose...yeah, theoretically, but how many steps have you taken so far?
:) well, none.
:( none? well then what the hell did you show me this for?
:) i thought that we could go there together.
:( listen it's a nice idea, but...tell you what, tap me again when you're on your way.
man #2 went back to face his wall, while man #1 kept staring at the horizon. after a while, man #1 joined man #2, to see what his view was like.
:( what do you think of it?
:) i have to say, it's pretty lame compared to my view.
:( yeah, but look...
man #2 reached out his arm and dragged his fingertips against the rough surface of the red brick wall.
:( ...you can touch it.
man #1 did the same, dragging his fingers against the surface of the wall.
:) you're right...this is real. i can actually feel it.
:( so i guess you just have to ask yourself...what's more important to you? a pretty view or something lesser that you can actually feel.
man #1 was too engrossed by the intricacies of the cracks and the dull color variations of the wall to even operate his slack jaw to give an answer.
Wednesday, November 28, 2007
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have you ever read "waiting for godot" by beckett?
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