Saturday 9 July 2011

More Than Just the Prey of Bats.

A line from the Wailin’ Jennys song This is Where seems particularly poignant at the moment and it fits neatly with the bat theme, at least on a superficial level:

A moth caught by the flame it cannot measure.

On a deeper level, isn’t that what the ever-destructive search for the Holy Grail is all about? I’ve long believed in the maxim ‘Let life come to you,’ but how can life find you if you’re not there to be found?

Must be in one of those tricky, reflective, questioning sorts of mood again, questioning at all levels from the intensely personal to the sublimely profound.

Hideous, isn’t it? Time to shut up.

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