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Separations I

July 28, 2010

I’ve come to the realization that in this life, I am nothing.
I woefully regret to inform you that you, too, are nothing.

you'll get it later

That being said, “nothing” is one of the most important things out there. While watching at a dock, merchants are excited to see their goods come in, thus they are excited to see their ship on the horizon. If it was known to them that the ship was empty, There wouldn’t be a spare thought for it.
Just as a ship is a vessel for the merchants’ goods we too just vessels, and just as boats are classified by what they carry– cargo ships hold goods, warships carry guns–or how the propel themselves– sailboats, rowboats, or motorboats– we are really rather similar, defined by what we carry (our thoughts) and our propulsion (actions)
Just as the boat (nothing) is made important and coveted by its hold, we (also nothing) are made important by our “selves”

Here’s to tomorrow

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2 Comments leave one →
  1. Aria permalink
    August 12, 2010 8:48 pm

    Is there not another layer to this metaphor? One cannot say that the boat is nothing, depending entirely on her contents, for the contents mean nothing if no one dare approach. What merchant would check the contents of a dilapidated ship? Yes, the contents are important, but the exhibition of those wares is almost more so.

    • bleedblueandwhite permalink*
      August 13, 2010 6:16 pm

      The presentation is not nearly as important as the substance.
      The entire purpose of the presentation would be, as you stated, to encourage an observation of the substance.
      A fine looking item does not neccesarily do a better job than an poor looking one

      Neue Besen kehren gut, aber der Alte kennt die Ecken.

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