If I took a map of the world with the intention to mark every place I would love to visit, with a red pencil, it would be much easier to paint the whole map red. Our beautiful but blue planet is so full of theurgic corners and spellful black spots that I can’t but feel indescribably lucky to have been born on the Earth, so happy not to be one of those martians in whom almost nobody even takes trouble to believe (and I must confess – neither do I).
But those picturesque views, crystalline lakes, snakegreen rivers, titanic mountains and salivaless deserts might seem so cruel and merciless if you look at them from a slightly different angle. The world’s immense vagueness – is its greatest beauty and a gift to the whole human race and at the same time its one and only drawback.
At times I find myself in the mood when every beauteous photograph makes me feel so small, irrelevant and insignificant that I have to admit I am losing that sence of purpose, feeling that there is not really anything worth living for if one cannot feel and touch everything. Our blue dwelling place is so grand and spanless that it is bound to make us feel depressed from time to time and it also gives rise to the problem of choice, one of the greatest problems we are doomed to be followed by from the cradle to the gory bed.
But those moments of incapability pass and fade away and I once again feel ready and eager to explore this planet that was not created to be explored in full.
Thank you for reading. I’m looking forward to read your comments. ‘Stay tuned!’
R. A. O’Rayne