The Monotonous Drone

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Bus

A man sat at the end of his work day, resting on the cold metal bench in the partial bus shelter, matted hair pressed up against the dull looking glass of the half broken wall behind him. He rested in an exaggerated slouch, well aged denim blue sneakers perched on the wall in front of him on the cusp of slipping. It was not an uncommon sight for a bus shelter to be in a state of disrepair such as this one. Almost routinely, at least once or twice a month this specific shelter would have one or more of the glass panels that acted as walls shattered leaving a glassy mess of scattered pieces surrounding the concept of a shelter. He waited patiently, in an absent minded melancholy, listening to the static background of everyday life, having yet to realize that the music coming from his headphones had stopped playing about three minutes ago.

Even once he had realized the music was no longer playing he remained there, not making an effort to change a single thing about his situation. He had a look of peace to him, yet not quite satisfied somehow. He was not discontent with how his day went at all, in fact it had been quite a good day for him. Although he didn’t accomplish much in terms of actual work at his job, he never really did. It was one of those jobs made up seemingly just to keep people occupied, most of the time he just wandered around in the warehouse trying to make himself look busy.

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Large scale concepts or ideas are boring and repetitive, and tend to run in circles if you follow them for long enough. Instead taking small parts of these provides more entertaining subject matter, not stating the themes outright and leaving the interpretation up to the consumer. Using a large scale idea as background matter for a story provides with infinite interpretations and an enjoyable read.

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Patterns and Meaning

Are Random and Meaningless. They will always occur among chaos giving the seeming illusion of order in the presence of disorder. Depending on your scope of view however the majority of what can be perceived may be either orderly or disorderly creating the appearance of one or the other being the norm.

Order is not a lack of chaos and Chaos is not the lack of order for one is not possible without the other and elements from one another can be found overlapping, and since there is no definite or pure form of chaos, and no set way to properly order everything it is impossible to differentiate between the two.

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The Sanity of Madness

In reality what is perceived as madness is simply what strays from what is considered the social norm, what perpetuates the average for our society. When a step is taken backwards to look at the bigger picture it could be argued that someone who goes through life attempting to seem “normal” meanwhile drowning in inner turmoil is just as mad as the village fool.

While at an outwards appearance the man who runs stark naked through the streets shrieking obscenities, may seem to have lost his marbles. To him it may be a logical decision. This man does not take into account the opinions of others he simply does what makes him feel good. It could be argued that forcing yourself to do something that makes you unhappy is mad, in which case the fool is not mad at all he simply does not fit in because he doesn’t attempt to shape himself to fit societies mold of what makes a good sane man.

As always everything means only as much as you believe it does, take it for face value or instill as much meaning to it as you will, for in this infinitely paradoxical existence nothing has to mean anything for each and everything is redefined based on perspective and there are no definite lines or distinctions, everything is a spectrum.

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A thought

The goal being to train my writing abilities and hone the ability to convey an emotion through text, expanding upon my vocabulary and solidifying my writing style, a way to cope with the absurdity and occupy the mind in the presence of an indefinite eternity.

Any one piece can be assigned as much or little significance as the reader decides and in all instances this significance is valid, as our own journeys shape our views and the complexity of reality provides an infinite array of oxymoronic concepts, all of which are equally valid circumstantially.