PATTERNS...WIRED

So where is the catch here? Don't say you don't know. You see it, yet unable to take an action, this is a total different story. But you do see a pattern. You do see where the manipulation is. Your side. The other side. You see position. Stronger. Weaker. You see who needs the other more. You see the possibility of being used. You see selfishness. You see passiveness. Playing with words. Art of negotiation. You are not convinced. You smell something fishy. Words like 'hope' and 'things will change' dont really ring a bell in you, yet you pretend to be convinced. You are not convinced. You just are curious, maybe, to see what will end. You know how it will end, but still want to attend. Aren't you bored, or it is just that you are hopeful this time it will work. Well, it might work but not if you continue that way. You see what you are doing. You are putting all one hold. Everyone. Everything. All on hold. Everyone including yourself. All on hold. For what? For when 'things change'.

Did really Tom Hanks unable to change the direction of the wind, thus had everything ready and waited for the tide to move him. Is this what he is doing now? Not sure. Define 'everything'. I am not convinced that 'everything' is done. Not even attempted. Yes. It is a judgement on my side. I said it, 'you plan everything so well. When it comes to this, I don't see you planning any.' This is what I think. Maybe I feel different.

My mind tells me if you remain silent. Not saying 'enough'. Not complaining it will harder and harder to change anything. The image will come back haunt you. This is what you are doing. Silence. Into great silence. Into great depression. Into more despair. Into more hope. Into more nothing and nothing. Silence maybe breed patience. Breed faith. But the prophet broke his own silence and went into action. Silence can be useful but if you are gathering momentum with this silence. Are you? You dont air your pain. It falls on deaf ears and blind eyes. Take an action. Afraid? Of what? Image? Image of what?

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