Who is the p;ublic? asks Christine
Who is the public?
By Christine Bialczak
Who is the public, who would yousay
Makes you cry out and run far away?
Why do they matter, why do youcare?
Why do you cry or pull out your hair?
Do they matter, do they understand?
Do they know how they hold your hand?
Don’t feel so trapped as you can get out
Run from the public, privacy no doubt.
harbinger of stories carrying a reputation on its delicate back -a magpie struggles to stay afloat in air mimicking humans lest the burden of luck good or bad brings it down -what is natural to it is a fable for others ironies of life…. https://scvincent.com/2019/09/26/thursday-photo-prompt-harbinger-writephoto/
disappearing stairs unending fence droplets of sunlight falling through leaves inadequate to hydrate a sagging spirit I wonder then where did they come from -all those who made it to the top there is a place somewhere there which offers respite or creates restlessness to drive people up the hill Till they … Continue reading Where did they come from?
The cartoon reminds me of a top industrialist who is no more. He famously said “Every man has a price. One needs to know how to buy.” Maybe it was always not money, or too much of money. His elder son is the richest man in the country today, splurging money on an enviable lifestyle. … Continue reading Happiness
“Two banks closed down this week, leaving depositors in the lurch. Maybe, Kiyosaki is right … the numbers that banks and stock indices show is fake money.” “Is there no accountability left in the world?” “Imagine a chain of corruption, where every unit is linked to the other, and the fall of one will bring … Continue reading Scale does matter
I move towards the grey skies of autumnal years in life, knowing I may not see another spring. A burst of colors, hope and unadulterated joy intervenes. All is not lost – there is always a cause to live for – as long as one is alive. https://only100words.xyz/2019/09/26/three-line-tales-week-191/
How do we define Value …. by Len
Only if I knew it then.
I was never good at economics. I always went for people over monetary considerations. Where other people would see dollar signs I would see a person in need. I was content with food and shelter……and perhaps a few books. I married and found another kind of existence. My wife would assign a value to household goods that we were willing to sell on and I would debate and then give them away for free. How do we define value?
Some children of wealthy parents are expected to follow a certain path. It’s the child’s choice. Conform and follow the path or be a starving artist and suffer the consequences. The path of economic stability always wins out. How do we define value?
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“Look here! This photograph is taken from an interesting angle. And we did not have phones to click those days…” I enjoy weekend afternoons with my grandson. Today, I am showing him old albums, where the photographs are stuck with quaint photo-corners. “Granpa, do you remember everything about those days?” “Yeah, sure … vividly.” “Tell … Continue reading Falling short
I chose four of the quotes - “The world will offer itself to you to be unmasked.” from The Zürau Aphorisms “I usually solve problems by letting them devour me.” from Letters to Friends, Family, and Editors “Beyond a certain point there is no return. This point has to be reached.” from The Trial “But what am I … Continue reading Too soon?
A petition from the Students’ Association is on my table. They want the start of the academic year to shift from July to October. Heavy rains, traffic jams and the long queues for admission exacerbate tension. I call the secretary, still lost in my thoughts, “Tell them we’re taking the process online. There is no … Continue reading Romancing the rain
