This Humdrum Penitentiary of Glass

Peterborough, UK - Jamie - Wednesday, April 13th, 2005 : goo

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A city provides adequate anonymity to allow one total freedom of expression. I use the term ‘city’ quite loosely here. Large towns, conurbations, indeed any densely populated environment tends to exhibit this resplendent peculiarity. In stark contrast to this, small towns, villages and other close-knit communities gravitate toward an air of accountability, with one often feeling an inexorable urge to conform to the bounded principles of others.

Those who express themselves artistically or otherwise in this aquarium are often dismissed out of hand as crackpots, weirdoes or outsiders, whilst set free into the ocean these self same souls can thrive amongst peers and random others who, faced with a daily onslaught of faceless nobodies, have not the will nor inclination to bat an eyelid even if they so wished.

Submersed in an environmental melting pot however, one can’t help but be inspired daily, adding great richness to life. There are no city limits, only the limits of ones own imagination and desire to experience what can be; What can come and what will follow are now exciting prospects in a brand new context. You have only to look beyond what you think you know to see what really is.

Of course, there is no hard and fast rule in this respect. It is perfectly possible to ‘go against the grain’. It is however much easier to be an individual when you are an non-specific denizen of the deep in an ocean of disparate souls, than it is when you are one of a few anemic specimens circling a humdrum penitentiary of glass.

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GGP: Oh yeah, nice specimen of mind-shard.

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