What cannot be explained is why we feel sympathy for the devil. What cannot be tolerated is passivity when action needs to be taken. What cannot be is unfortunately what often would benefit us most?
So how can we continue to be under these circumstances if generally speaking we are lost causes. Is adversity a friend or just an acquaintance like someone we talk to at a party but then never see again? Or will we grown old together retire to some cottage with a length of rope and sunken glass eyes as we contemplate the extreme emptiness of the universe and the insignificance of human existence in it? What else except dreams, competence, faith, manners and graces bind us together?
What would make you a better person? Yourself? God? other people? What is it about what you do that makes you unique special or valued? Isn’t this and other things that we at times take for granted what makes us who we are and thus how we act and our behaviour?
The Potters Wheel
How many hands did it take to make me? How many gifts thoughts prayers and voices? Was the clay wet enough or dried hard, were my faults made in the clay or in the kiln? Is my glaze shiny and smooth or blistered and cracked? Am I a useful pot or a storage pot? Am I large or small, ceremonial or every day? Art or Arts and Crafts?
The Artists Palette
What colours do we have to work with here? The rainbow or the earth colours? Blues and greens, oranges and yellows, reds, purples magentas? Is the paint hardened off or wet and fresh? Does the artist see all colours or does he stick with what he knows works?
The Woodturners Lathe
A raw chunk of wood, a base, a plinth, carved and turned by steely hands tools in themselves to made something hard and heavy that could knock someone out. Or varnish something natural so it may adorn and enhance a surrounding. Are you spotting a pattern here? Where is the wood we crave? Nowhere to be found.
The Bricklayers Hod
Carry as many stones up to the top so that the layer may build in uniform pieces what we wish to behold – A Wall. Hard and unyeilding. Protecting and reassuring. Behind it we may build our own lives from the pieces of the great jigsaw puzzle we inherit or find or make for ourselves.