Escapes
March 8, 2006

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Somedays it just seems like like there is no escape, you know?

You've got this beautiful sky, green grass, trees, birds flying free in the air ... and the ruins of an ancient fort/prison. Some days no matter how beautiful some of the surroundings, you just feel like there's bars keeping you back or the ruins of something from 'back in the day' that just wrecks the landscape.

This picture ought to represent oppression and fear, really, given the subject's long and storied history. But as I sit here with the big 300 dpi version as my desktop at work, I'm confused at all the messages it gives me. Green grass means summer and freedom. So do the birds. Ruins are for exploration both of the history and of the building itself. And, of course, Alcatraz is a level in one of my favourite video games (one of the Tony Hawk games).

Right now, I long to be there instead of here, at work. But think of all of the men trapped on that island, in that prison who longed to be anywhere but there.

It's a weird world. There are more prisons in our minds and of our own making than any jails we might build.

RIght now, I just long for green grass, sun baking my bones, a light breeze ruffling my hair and cooling my skin, eyes closed against the overwhelming brightness. I need a month without pressures ... I need time to relax and stop worrying about tomorrow, shoot, about ten minutes from now.

For now, this photo will have to do.

Posted by Red Monkey at March 8, 2006 8:24 AM | Blog | | StumbleUpon Toolbar Stumble |

 

otilius said:

Yes, the "prisons" in our own minds keep us locked up the longest. Our preconceived notions and our "I can't", those are the things that trap us. We all yearn to be free, yet, freedom is a road seldom travelled by the multitude...

March 8, 2006 9:50 AM

 

Mr. Matt said:

I know the feeling of those men well. Not as well as they did but being deployed to Iraq is kinda like being in prison. There is no excape from here and limited to no private time. Your constanylt on the clock with everything planned for the next day, week, or month.

I too feel that I need a break. Yet, my time will come and I still won't know what to do with myself.

March 8, 2006 10:36 AM

 

Babs said:

Thanks for your comment on my blog! Saw you on Blog Mad too. I went and read your "about me" story! Amazing!
Yes, med changes for depression are frustrating. I get hit with withdrawal symptoms and start-up symptoms pretty hard.
I like your blog too!!

March 10, 2006 4:32 AM
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