Friday, October 09, 2020

Head Banging

I'm getting worse at this.  Like practice for practice's sake, without the goal of learning or perfecting something, even the most essential things become just a way to pass the time.  Eventually, form fades and any progress is lost.

Clouds mercifully keep the sky hidden.  Unable to reach it, what's the point of even looking?  Jumping up and down just packs the dirt and puts feet farther from their goal.

The mind's eye still sees, though.  Focus painfully falls on all that will never be seen.  Torture may be too strong a word, but it's close.

Still, there's a chance that a wall will fall if a head bashes against it long enough.  It probably won't, but if that's all you've got, the head is one of the hardest parts of the body.  I bang my head.