On the aptitude of symbols
It is quite apt that the symbol for learning is a lamp, for that is precisely what its function is, it shows us precisely where our deficiencies are, it simply serves to illuminate those areas which remain dark. It finds itself in shared company with the symbol for intelligence, a double headed key. It is perhaps a remnant of the two keys for heaven and hell. And I can think of no more perfect symbol for it, only through being intelligent can one soar the the limitless and lighted vaults of heaven, or become known to those lightless abysses which remain our own personal hells.
and that is where i am. Quite a lonely place.
While i may escape for a while with my pen or loose myself in the specifics of my job I am constantly confronted by the fact that there is a certain area of which I know nothing. As im sure it is no surprize I have a great deal of difficulty dealing with people my own age. I fare much better with people at least ten years my senior. I find their ability to speak on something other than sex booze or work enlightening and a joysome respite, and they my company as nothing more than an amuzing oddity.
Not that it matters now, the sort of people who I might possibly get along with I am not allowed to have anything more than a proffessional relationship with. Quite bereft of my friends here.
Ah well, kull nar lilnoor yuhruq, every fire for light burns.
and that is where i am. Quite a lonely place.
While i may escape for a while with my pen or loose myself in the specifics of my job I am constantly confronted by the fact that there is a certain area of which I know nothing. As im sure it is no surprize I have a great deal of difficulty dealing with people my own age. I fare much better with people at least ten years my senior. I find their ability to speak on something other than sex booze or work enlightening and a joysome respite, and they my company as nothing more than an amuzing oddity.
Not that it matters now, the sort of people who I might possibly get along with I am not allowed to have anything more than a proffessional relationship with. Quite bereft of my friends here.
Ah well, kull nar lilnoor yuhruq, every fire for light burns.