Monday, November 05, 2007

The Scream

We did not choose death, but neither did we fully embrace life. We lingered in the shadows of mediocrity, afraid to show our faces for who we truly were. It was in this state of putridity that we began our slow decay.

22 comments:

philosophyoflife said...

Wow, Carla both your amazing photo and your quite powerful expression of words allows one such thoughts of such a topic often see as devoid of discussion.

rowena said...

Great shot! My first thought - Gollum and "My preciousss"!

Fede said...

Hello dear, what is the take-away here? I am at a loss.
These are really scary figures. My monkeys are nicer, aren't they?
Have a good night, and lots of good luck.

Carla said...

Philosophy of Life, I'm not sure. Those words make me rather uncomfortable.

Rowena, Yes, I actually thought of Gollum myself as well...especially with the semi-green slime that seems to be growing on the creature.

Carla said...

Fede, It is for each their own to decide what they are willing to see and take away. This fellow really is creepy looking, isn't he? Your monkeys are so well behaved they could be house pets.

thailandchani said...

Wow.. a bit too Neitzschean for my tastes.. but I get it. :) That's an abyss I'd rather not look into for the reasons he warned.

(BTW, you are safely on the list. I checked last night :)

VE said...

Aren't all stenches putrid though?

I like that statue. I wonder if I can get a smaller one to use as a door handle or a hood ornament.

Steffi said...

Wow...what a picture!Where you has taken it,Carla?Is it in your town?

Mark said...

Very powerful! I love this!!!

The Fool said...

Powerful passage and accompanying photo, Nomad. Your offering creates a dark image of negative feedback...and cries for the need for responsibility, action, and change. Kudos.

Peace out.

kevin said...

Thought provoking words...just read ‘Love in a Blue Time’ by Hanif Kureishi and one of his main themes is the razors edge between hipster abandon and tiresome middle class domesticity. Perhaps the zen spot in this case rests, somehow, right upon that edge.

Carla said...

Chani, I know what you mean. It made me a little uncomfortable just linking those words and the image together.

VE, Yep...I struggled with putrid stench. Thought it was probably redundant but then went with it anyway.

Carla said...

Steffi, Not my hometown. Actually, it was taken in Strasbourg in France. Creepy looking all the same though.

Mark, I'm thrilled that you enjoyed it. Thanks.

Carla said...

Fool, This one makes even me feel a little uncomfortable (which is always a good thing...being slightly out of our comfort zone). Would hate to be left in that dark place. I think I'll try something a little lighter for the next post.

Kevin, Thanks for the tip on the book. I'll have to check it out...sounds intriguing.

Sirdar said...

Interesting picture and even more mysterious words. What is that from?

Carla said...

Sirdar, The bowels of my mind. Not quite sure what triggered it. The imagination is a mysterious thing indeed.

dawn said...

Quite the photo, and a thoughtful expression to go with it. It is true many do not embrace life, but go day by day in mediocrity.

Carla said...

Dawn, I have seen a number of statues of various creatures on sides of building that leave shivers in my heart.

bohemiangirl said...

I think it takes a lot of guts to share our darker thoughts. Life isn't always light and sometimes there's beauty in the darkness. I rather enjoyed your powerful string of words. Thanks for sharing.

Carla said...

Bohemian Girl, I agree that life isn't always a bowl of cherries. And I think that sometimes we get our deepest insights from our trials and tribulations.

Sirdar said...

Imagination indeed!

Carla said...

Sirdar, Imagination is always there. It's just a matter of whether or not we let it off its leash and how far we allow it to roam.