I was standing on Cleveland St bridge with the digital camera last night looking down at the 40-odd railway tracks underneath and the trains filled to the brim with commuters going home to family, friends, no-one, empty houses, broken homes, loved ones... equally as many stories as there are people in those trains - probably with multiple sub-stories as well.
One thing I can't get over is how densely packed everything is. Ok, in the 'burbs of Sydney we don't notice it as much but what about in the megalopolis' like New York City, Tokyo, San Angelis, or Mexico City? It seems as like everything is so crammed together that there's no room at all for anything that doesn't fit.
Yet in a strange sort of way, I "don't fit" into society with equally as many quirks (maybe more so) than the next person, the whole fabric of society is held together with such a loose set of threads, and it's really quite easy to throw the whole lot into chaos again as we've seen with fire, flood, bomb and shortage of late.
It makes you wonder how useful a "reset" button would actually be in life. Of course you'd have to do a Ctrl-S every so often so that you didn't mess up the good bits, but in the light of everyone else doing the same thing, would there be any advantage at all? After all we'd still be the same people at night going home packed together.
Rather like the Circle of Life that Elton John sang about...
The Circle of Life, is like a random bloke from Sydney, tryiiing to fiind a parking spaaaace, and staring at commuter trains from a road briiidge.... or maybe not; all the antelopes are standing around thinking What's this git going on about? It's not very easy to dance to is it?
In fact I'm almost somewhat glad at points that there are these 4 million variations, it means that my screw-ups don't get noticed much among the sea of all these commuters going home to family, friends, no-one, empty houses, broken homes, loved ones...
If I "don't fit" into society, then in all likelyhood nobody else does either.
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