well isn’t it ? for me it truly is …

the parable, the tail, the story, the scenes the setups, the getups, the plot, the backstory, the history, the switchbacks, the actors and what happens to them who cares ? its all way to well thumbed for me, and often so simplistic in manner as to be unworthy of observance, “the story” is a form of modern pollution, its educative up to a point and then the use of it it is over, there is little to be learnt that is applicable to the complexities of a real life, and should we live our lives like a story as portrayed in the media ? should we be happy and find entertainment in observing artificial portrayal’s of fictional yet real researched lives, why do people get pleasure from identification or rejection of a fictional other ? is it a demonstration of our taste, the storys we like, or is it just another demonstration of our egos’s, in thinking our choices in entertainment are a worthy demonstration of our own intellect in action, when really theyre mainly just noise in the stream of general consciousness, and what does it mean when the story is over for a person, is it a bad thing ? to not beleive in the story, is it a lack of metaphorical faith in ones own life ? is this what age is ? do we die of no longer believing in the human story ? does our spirit wain from belief in it ? when we see beyond the distractional noise, to view the great immutable predictable mess of it, the shape of a life swallowed as a whole in its entirety.