Once upon a Black Mood 2

Photography - is it a route to playing God?

The struggle to capture the moment. The beauty. The drama, poignancy, drama, happiness, the elation of victory, the crush of numbing defeat... Is it possible? To capture a moment which is experienced with 5 senses with what is perceived by one sense? I think not...

A recent trip to a forest... Awed by the majesty, the sheer grandeur, the intricate tapestry of might and the law of the jungle... The mute acceptance of it... The sheer finality of it all... And yet, the joy in the flight of the birds, the exultation in the leap of the deer... All of it sullied...

Marred by the need to capture it all in frames... by a discussion on who has the costliest camera equipment... and who has more notches on the belt for 'sighting'...

Juxtapose this against any backdrop of life - kids' school PTA, pub nights/squash games with friends, work days, lunches with colleagues, anything... its all the same...

Is it all there is? This passionate, all-consuming chase for one-up-manship? Is this the story of our lives? Is this the purpose of life?

Once upon a Black Mood 1

Life's Labours... Lost... and Found...
One labours on...
Through the labyrinthe mazes of
Passion, desires, dreams,
Fulfilment, denial, debasement,
Satisfaction, achievement,
Dissatisfaction, failure,
Glory, success, pride,
Defeat, futility, hope, hopelessness,
Meaninglessness, aims, plans,
An unending roller-coaster of question marks, commas, semi colons,
Full stops and exclamation marks...
In the end, as one delves deep into the recesses of the mind,
Licking one's wounds in solitude,
Through the hazy smoke-screen of intoxication and suspended reality,
One wonders,
Is this the journey from birth to death?
Is it necessary to lose oneself further
In order to find oneself?