What horrible, inhumane environments we have created and called them work environments. I was waiting to meet someone at an office recently and the receptionist asked me to wait while she got me the person and as she turned she fell flat on her face. There was a room full of atleast seven people sitting on their desks and not one of them got up to help her up or offer a kind word. They all just asked indifferently if she was alright and went about their business. She seemed floored by the incident and managed to get up in her atleast 4.5 inches pencil heel and rushed to the ladies room. She had returned by the time I came out of my meeting and her eyes were puffy from crying. I felt so sorry for her but sorrier for all those people working there as this would be their fate as well if they were to fall....
An eagle is told that it once lived in huge nests on high mountains and tall trees at high altitudes and the big bird scoffs at such a preposterous idea. How can such a big bird living in caves and hunting on rodents soar in the skies over mountain tops and oceans. Not a bad idea but quite unlikely. Seems like these humans are crazy and think of anything about other animals to hide their own embarrassment over their monkey ancestry. Pick up any great novel, Hundred Years of Solitude, Blindness, Beloved, Alchemist or any others that you have read where imagination is stretched but you flow with the narrative. You easily believe what the writer is asking of you. It seems plausible and hence possible and you like a bird open your wings and fly where the winds of possibilities take you. Marquez creates a parallel world of freedom and we camp in this world with him; Morrison brings a spirit from the dead and we unblinkingly accept her character; Saramago presents a sightless world to us ...
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