I am currently sitting in my office (yes, you could possibly call it semi – moonlighting) looking out the window to a quite blowy day. Luckily though, the front doors to our office are not working, so there will be no breeze in here. When it comes to leaving to go home it will be quite interesting.
We shall see how we go.
But the wind does raise few questions, as always, to me. Where did this breeze come from? It seems to me that anything & everything should have a birthing point. Somewhere it originated or was created from. i mean if we don’t have a beginning, how can we have begun? But does something that is a circle have a beginning? – ok, different question. Stick to the topic.
Ok, so who is to say that this wind passing me now is not the same wind that has been circulating the globe for the last 20 years? If it is not the same wind that blew the napkin out of your hand the other day? Maybe it is the same wind that in 5 minutes time will be lifting some unsuspecting person’s skirt as they walk down the street?
So would that also mean it was the same wind that kept me awake last night by making my back door bang against the shed? and is it the same wind that gently brought the scent of cooking barbeque to my nose as i was walking home yesterday???
And was it a different wind that blew the bridge down years ago? Was it a different wind to the one that threw sand in my face as i walked along the beach? Same or different, What does it matter?
The wind is here and it is blowing a gale. Whether it is the same wind as yesterday or a completely new wind. Where did it come from? Is that my question to ponder? If I don’t, who will?
Mind you, does the question need to be asked?