One of the hardest things I grapple with when dealing with them Books of Blues is the fine line between moving forward & holding on. How can one go down the rabbit hole when they’re still holding on?
- Where was the line?
- Was there a line?
- Can you do both?
- Or is it an Either / Or?
It might be, perhaps, the biggest question in them Books of Blues. It’s probably because I don’t know the answer. There might not be an answer. Perhaps It’s just an answer people find that got them through the next stage of life. And the answer could change if once that next stage is reached.
And maybe they discover that truth the hard way.
Perhaps the concepts are just objects to a game that has to be played or colors on a pallet that are specifically hued for this exercise.
Terms & Conditions.
Maybe Dylan was right and you just, “keep on keepin’ on like a bird that flew / tangled up in blue.” Or maybe the hopeless romantic has it right, knowing that it’s only hopeless if you give up. Through my all-the-world’s-a-stage collaborative eyes, I see synergy between the two.
Some say that you don’t see how a truth works until you see it’s hypocracy. Other’s think that the truth isn’t proven until you see it’s fluidity. I see it both ways.
Maybe it’s all just chance.
And, perhaps, all I have to do is to act like I’m moving on while I wait.
Only one way to find out.
As Lennon once said:
“So you come to edge of a cliff and you don’t know what to do, so jump.”