A puzzle
Friday, 17. July 2009, 22:11:27
Life is like a weird puzzle sometimes.
All the time we try to fit all the various bits & pieces of our life into a puzzle that shows a picture that we can somehow live with.
And then suddenly something happens that totally destroys the puzzle of your life.
A piece, or maybe several pieces, that you didn't know of, suddenly show up, and demands its space in your puzzle.
And you just stand there, literally p u z z l e d....
and try to figure out how to puzzle in all your new pieces.
Which just don't seem to fit anywhere.
Which, in turn, requires a d e p u z z l i n g of the whole thing. A process that leaves you with big holes on spesific spots in your puzzle, holes that seems to be black holes you could fall into and never come out of!!
Holes, that makes your reality shake. Holes, that gives you sleepless nights. Holes that makes you cry your eyes out for the meaningless that it seems to display. Holes of sorrow and loss. Holes of nothing.
And you wonder, will it ever be good again? Will it ever be a picture again, that I can live with? Will it ever again be something, that I find OK to show my neighbours?
Luckily, the demand for meaning&purpose is usually bigger than the need of falling into black holes, and somehow, slowly, slowly, you start puzzling things together again. Maybe you even have to go out and look for some more new bits and pieces to make it all come together.
But you will.
Someday,
sometime,
maybe not this month,
maybe not this year,
but somehow, life is going to puzzle itself together again
it might need some effort in doing so,
but
it
will
happen
It is going to be a picture again.
I hope.
(Maybe with some small holes in it, but hopefully better,still....? )
Thanks....
to the Meaning itself....
All the time we try to fit all the various bits & pieces of our life into a puzzle that shows a picture that we can somehow live with.
And then suddenly something happens that totally destroys the puzzle of your life.
A piece, or maybe several pieces, that you didn't know of, suddenly show up, and demands its space in your puzzle.
And you just stand there, literally p u z z l e d....
and try to figure out how to puzzle in all your new pieces.
Which just don't seem to fit anywhere.
Which, in turn, requires a d e p u z z l i n g of the whole thing. A process that leaves you with big holes on spesific spots in your puzzle, holes that seems to be black holes you could fall into and never come out of!!
Holes, that makes your reality shake. Holes, that gives you sleepless nights. Holes that makes you cry your eyes out for the meaningless that it seems to display. Holes of sorrow and loss. Holes of nothing.
And you wonder, will it ever be good again? Will it ever be a picture again, that I can live with? Will it ever again be something, that I find OK to show my neighbours?
Luckily, the demand for meaning&purpose is usually bigger than the need of falling into black holes, and somehow, slowly, slowly, you start puzzling things together again. Maybe you even have to go out and look for some more new bits and pieces to make it all come together.
But you will.
Someday,
sometime,
maybe not this month,
maybe not this year,
but somehow, life is going to puzzle itself together again
it might need some effort in doing so,
but
it
will
happen
It is going to be a picture again.
I hope.
(Maybe with some small holes in it, but hopefully better,still....? )
Thanks....
to the Meaning itself....














der Wandersmann # 18. July 2009, 02:31