In the Fog of Ambiguity...
all conclusions are suspect.
Words of love are exchanged. Hopeful, devoted, passionate, ambitious, endearing words are bestowed and welcomed. Shared and believed. Then a stranger’s kiss turns worlds upside down. Confusion. Words collide with actions in the fog. Truth becomes illusory.
Trust is the first tragic casualty.
More words, more acts...lost in the dense fog of ambiguity. Whispers are garbled, signs seem indecipherable, time becomes indeterminate.
In the dense fog of ambiguity, the road(s) ahead and the road behind are lost or indiscernible...and all conclusions are suspect.
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posted by Jonas | 2/03/2009 08:56:00 PM
13 Comments:
very profound.
Profound? I dunno. I'm as lost and confused as they come...
well that may be so jonas but the profound nature still comes through this universal questioning. thought about this, its a real dilemma. i was thinking about it today even before i read your words. i was thinking "amazing how i used to believe....." and it was part of me and then what happened i mean was it so bad that trust itself disappeared? cmon now i said it cant be. but it is is is.
Are you always this philosophical?
My problem is that I am a hopeless romantic and return sometimes oreadily to trusting. But maybe I'd rather have it that way - life is so very short and I don't want to miss the good parts.
Yes, Tipota, trust is a fragile thing. And when it's broken, all manner of beliefs come crashing down.
"Are you always this philosophical?"
Not always, Citizen. At times, I simply wax characterological.
Trust is indeed fragile. Am struggling with trust issues daily. I've allowed mistrust developed with someone of the past to impact the amount of trust I'll place in others in the present... and that just isn't right.
Yes, Jonas, all conclusions are suspect. In fog, any fog, clear sight is concealed and conclusions are suspect...maybe, this is where faith comes into play.
Living with wondering if you made the right or wrong conclusion is a hard life to endure...are you sure?
But, if trust is the first and most profound casualty, then the foundation is wrecked. The question is and will always be, "Is it too damaged for repair?"
Only you can answer that.
Trust can be rebuilt. I know this as true because I lived it more than once. I didn't trust someone else's love. I trusted my love as true and it did endure.
Like a scar, things will never behave like it did before the injury, but it also can be better if the right kind of care is given to the torn and destroyed tissue...
Again, Jonas, are you sure?
trust///
aw you know people fuck up, they look to others and think maybe something better, then they might stick the proverbial toe in the water... that is the way of humans.
The trust that I can't get past is the trust that allows for respect, admiration and compassion.
If it's sex.
That can be something or nothing but function,
if it's seeking solace, or stealing, or hiding, that's another fuck up.
I don't know. I gave up trust long ago, and I"m no better for it.
Hey bubba, just watch out for the bottle. It'll swallow any chance for survival, any hope of happiness.
Life is a bunch of question marks with some exclamation points tossed in isn't it?!?
I dunno either. But I do know that a snog in the fog is much under-rated.
So if you've got it, flaunt it!
Is there any truth but the truth of the moment? Is the illusion expecting there to be a truth that stands the test of time, time after time?
Just catching up, here...
Trust is a hard-won, heart-breakingly fragile gift. Yes!?!
A "snog in the fog"!?! I gotta get me some of that.
Thanks for stopping by Laura. I need Truths that stand the test of time. Otherwise, I'm rudderless.
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