tales from the maze

we humans do push each other along don't we......jeeze the pressure at times is intense. a person is born into the pinball machine, and is pushed this way and that, this way and that, through lanes, lights, passages, vistas, ever onwards, try to catch the breath......everyone seems to have their own threshhold to absorption from outside stimuli, the more sensitive the person, the more reflection and hideaway times, i think that is why people in cities look robotic and trancelike, they have to switch off to a large extent or otherwise the stimuli would be too much to take, moving round the city and its beat, passing random distractions, in the maze of advertising, pocketful of cash, buying a new jacket even tho the one wearing is fine, getting a large burger when a small would suffice, USE THE IMAGINATION and wake up! dont be a droid, get time away to switch on!!!!!on!!!!!!on!!!!!! create nests and oasis of the mind to go back to in times of need, find the inner father the inner mother and self nurture, and if you have buried your heart too deep, under the iron sea, then become a deep sea diver and medic and get goin!good luck!