Sinking, Stumbling, Or Flying
A MEANINGFUL ABYSS What does life mean? What is our true purpose? Where is the ultimate goal along this life's journey taking us? There are a multitude of unanswerable conundrums which we repeatedly test ourselves with. These deep-reaching enquiries for truths will materialise from quiet isolation – pondered consciously in undistracted and reflective holiday instants as the sun, illuminating amber/golden 'god's fingers', sets over a tranquil sea. Or at other moments of subdued pensiveness, these questions can become an underlined acknowledgement of unknowns, felt subconsciously. I liken it to a feeling not too dissimilar from sensing eyes watching from behind or the tightening of the muscles emanating from the pits of our stomach before rising to the nape of the neck to register on our delayed brains – a pre-warning signal perceived in the preliminary steps whilst approaching a cliff edge. We 'live' in a constant stream of enquiry. Life comes down to survival on...