January 22, 2006
Wide Open Spaces
Starting this at a time when controversy and volatility strap the nation, there’s no better moment to then quote one of my favourite verses by WB Yeats, solely because it represents the fragility and quiet desperation of a situation.
Turning and turning in the gyre,
The falcon cannot hear the falconer,
Things fall apart,
The centre cannot hold,
Mere anarchy is loosed upon the world.
No doubt we live in interesting times. The thin line to tread between what is interesting and what becomes dangerously grave – therein lies the crux. Open your eyes and ears, Bolehlanders. It’s Wide Open Spaces out there. Or, perhaps not so wide after all…
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