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Printed from https://web1.writing.com/main/profile/blog/nordicnoir/day/5-4-2025
by Ned Author IconMail Icon
Rated: 13+ · Book · Entertainment · #2199980

Thoughts destined to be washed away by the tides of life.

I've been studying my cover photo for a while now, and it seems to me that it is more than just a photo of what is there that can be seen, more than just three white rocks stacked on a beach. It contains an important question about the future, about what happens long after the photographer has gone. What will happen to our pile of stones when the tide comes in? Will it topple or has the architect built this structure at a safe distance?

I don't know what will happen to these words that I stack here on the sand. They may prove safely distant, or they may be swallowed up by a rush of self-doubt. They may be here for a season. They may lose their balance and be scattered by the shoreline, or be hidden away under shifting sands. Perhaps someday, the tides of life will reclaim them.


Or maybe that's just a bunch of poetic, romantic nonsense. After all, this is just a blog.




May 4, 2025 at 6:58am
May 4, 2025 at 6:58am
#1088680
I decided that there's no harm in writing a blog post that you really don't expect anyone to read. After all, people are busy with their own thoughts and probably not interested in the thoughts that go running through my mind, leaving their muddy footprints and making such noise that the real world is drowned out. No, there's no reason to burden others with those.

But then again, maybe that is what social media is all about. I see many people on social media who discard their adulthood and become middle school mean girls, making up silly names for people they don't like and spreading wild theories. Paranoia reigns supreme but I have noticed that those who suffer from it are all still there and have not been imprisoned for thought crimes as they daily fret about.

Essentially, social media could be something great and useful but usually isn't.

It's why I get tired.

I need to get back to work and get my ducks in a row. That's not easy. They prefer a slightly triangular formation some days.


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