Chasing Circular Logic

We are all in hot pursuit of something. And, something is always in hot pursuit of us.

The unaligned reality of it however, is that this is usually not one after the other, like a dog after its own tail. At least in this never ending chase, one is connected to the other; they both are following one another, admittedly, in a snare of the most basic of logic. But, if they were to just stop with the chase, they might see that they are connected, and find each other... sans the dizzying venery.

We toil, preen, plan, plot, hide away and quietly attempt to garner attention from the tail, as if we didn't care. But we can't help it. Our quiet actions couldn't be enough, and we lack patience, so we begin the nauseating spin... calling out in the middle of the hunt.

We are all too recluse, in the deepest sense of the word, to really know our neighbors, our friends and our loves without boisterous shouts and oversized signs that even the deaf and blind would have to acknowledge. We have lost the art of subtlety, and therefore, the art of deciphering such subtlety.

I blame facebook.

I shout there, with such a quiet whisper... and I whisper here in such a loud voice.

I suppose it doesn't really matter, the nystagmus hasn't quite yet gone after all the spinning.