In Control

 

In this time of the unknown, who is in control?

All the routine is now uncertainty, the normal is absurd and you have no control.

The sun could explode tomorrow and you cannot do anything about it. The earth could spin off its axis and you cannot stop it.

You are not in control.

Back in the days of dullness when wandering the streets with flies and flu and measles and magpies and snakes and dragons and monsters lurking behind every tree, we walk proud to know we were immune to sky falling.

When you wake up, you are out of control. Only after being fueled with java and a hand full of pills can you attempt to accept the sunshine.

When you get dressed, you are out of control. What ever you put on are out of fashion and nothing matches.

When you get into your mobile machine, you are out of control. There are limits on your speed and lines in the path to keep you following all the others.

When your phone rings, you are out of control. You have been trained to answer every message as if you life depended on it. It may?

When you eat, you are out of control. What is placed in your mouth has been taught to you by advertising to be delicious.

When you sleep, you are out of control. All the thoughts of the day will keep you awake until the bell rings unless you take your pills.

When you love.

No matter your title or position in the community, there is always someone else making the rules.

No matter how many letters or emails or protest you send someone else creates your taxes. Someone else will tell you how much money you will earn and when you are fired. Someone else will tell you when dinner will be ready and when to walk the dog.

Look at the children.

They are in control because the world is pretend to them. Dragonflies and lightning bugs are much more interesting than if there is life on Venus. The wonder of lying in damp grass blades finding images in the clouds is more important than who won an Emmy or a basketball game.

For the world is all an illusion until our dreams are dulled with monotony. A few may keep the vision but they do not follow the norm so they are ostracized.

We lose our joy by trying to control it.

Now in this time of utter confusion, we could stop and enjoy our last breathe. Instead of blaming each other, we could define our misery and work together on solving our woes.

Tomorrow if the sun arise, the eggs will be ready for breakfast, the car will start on the first try, the news will report disasters and pain and suffering for that is what we want to hear and at the end of the day you try to close your eyes in the darkness and it is all out of your control.

 Most of my life has been out of control so I’ve accepted being a member of the cast. I’ve played the cards handed to me. Some were folded and some beat the house, but that is the way life is.

To get to this point in time, with a semi-sound mind to reflect on these days of wonder, trying to get control of the situation. People walking the streets carrying guns, kids spray painting every flat surface and breaking windows, videos of disasters flooding the computer screen with a soundtrack of screaming faces spewing distorted interpretations of religion and the Constitution. All the while massive fires burn woodlands and cities, rain floods and wind blows and wars continue around the world and you and I have no control over it. The ice is melting, the animals are becoming extinct and the rent needs to be paid or… and it is all out of our control.

Look at the children.

It is all make believe, isn’t it?

 

Second star on the right, straight until morning.