Monday, July 12, 2010

Dock Reflection

"There is always a moment in childhood when the door opens and lets the future in..."
I came across this quote from Graham Greene recently, and it has been on my mind a lot. I guess you can start with- is it really true? Is or was there a exact date or event or time in our lives that ushered in all our tomorrows? Does it come down to a pivotal incident hidden away, in a long ago corner of our worlds, that even we have a hard time deciphering? Or do our days just come forth similar to the tumbling dice at a casino table? And are the sister Fates really at play in our lives? See, one innocent collection of words from a writer, long gone, and I've got some thinking to do.
By the way, this sailboat has sailed!

10 comments:

  1. Hmmm, the absence of a sailboat and all that implies... now you've given us something to think about!

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  2. too many questions, let's dive in

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  3. You sure it's not a whale watch boat? Sure looks like the Odyssey dock in the Olde Port to me (with a reflection of the Bay View Lady).

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  4. The last sentence tore me up. lol

    Fat Lady Recipes

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  5. Well that may explain the stairway to nowhere ( NOT to be confuse with the infamous bridge.....) Lovely reflection and I like that quote.
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  6. The philosophically exploratory text matches the surreal image perfectly, Birdman.

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  7. Your photo implies a departure, as does the quote from Greene. I remember my incident, my little epiphany, when I was 13 or 14, standing on a subway platform in the Bronx. I was never the same thereafter.

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  8. Wonderful qoute and I love the picture!There's not only one, but every moment in childhood lets the future in.Life is complicated and thinking is life:)One who doesn't think isn't living;)I love your blog!

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  9. This old boat has gotten pretty leaky. I couldn't say what point in my life appears pivotal in retrospect. I think of my life as a series of options and choices and I never knew until later what was the better. Probably I never knew - like Frost's poem about the road less traveled.

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