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Printed from https://writing.com/main/books/entry_id/765576-Living-On-theEdge
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Rated: 18+ · Book · Personal · #1455359
My musings, my rambles and I welcome you.
#765576 added November 11, 2012 at 3:13pm
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Living On theEdge
I want to stand as close to the edge as I can without going over. Out on the edge you see all kinds of things you can't see from the center


Kurt Vonnegut






http://www.goodreads.com has a quote of the day and today’s quote prompted something in me.  Mr. Vonnegut talks about standing close to the edge of life. You can see everything. There is no safety net, no rails nothing between you and disaster. Pure adrenaline is running through your veins.  The center is safe view blocking in his opinion.





However on the edge, the air is thin and ever vigilance is wearing. I wonder if that is why I am so tired. Looking out onto everything means you may miss something under your nose or your feet. Stumbling on pebbles because you are looking at boulders is kind of stupid. And the center, Mr. Vonnegut says you can’t see from it. There is no vision. Center living is safe, sterile because everyone else is there. At least that is what he is implying.





But I don’t think that center living is without vision or safe or sterile. I think it could be warm friendly and have a shared vision depending on who is with you. I think you could hide in a crowd as well.





Both extremes, edge living and center dwelling seem selfish. It’s hard to share life when you are afraid of stumbling over the edge. It’s hard to enjoy a risk if everything is centered and safe. Balance in all things. I am preaching to myself. It’s time to step away from the edge and out of the shadows. I need to find my place.











In My Hands





My world


is safe


and clean


in my hands.





My world


is sane


and makes


sense


in my hands.





My world


is calm


polite


and sterile


in my hands.





My world


is lonely


lifeless


and dead


in my hands.





My world


needs to be


in Your Hands.






Lani

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