the end of the story is always the beginning.
it sometimes feels like we are moving in the wrong direction as we dig, drill, and burrow down & down & down, deeper & deeper – looking for bedrock – searching for a solid foundation upon which to begin building a home, base, structure, edifice – something! upon which we can then place the castles (and temples, altars, shrines) we have already built in the air.
& we hire a pile driver – pound pound pound – do you feel the repercussions, the vibrations! hallelujah! oh – they spread out & out & out – yes.
ps – isn’t Google great!? here’s what i found about building castles in the air.
Henry David Thoreau (1817 – 1862)
The Princeton Edition of Walden was published in 1971.
I learned this, at least, by my experiment; that if one advances confidently in the direction of his dreams, and endeavors to live the life which he has imagined, he will meet with a success unexpected in common hours. He will put some things behind, will pass an invisible boundary; new, universal, and more liberal laws will begin to establish themselves around and within him; or the old laws be expanded, and interpreted in his favor in a more liberal sense, and he will live with the license of a higher order of beings. In proportion as he simplifies his life, the laws of the universe will appear less complex, and solitude will not be solitude, nor poverty poverty, nor weakness weakness. If you have built castles in the air, your work need not be lost; that is where they should be. Now put the foundations under them. (Walden, 323- 324)
pps – and here’s the first three entries (edited slightly) Google returned for “pile driver” search. tmi?
A piledriver is a professional wrestling driver move in which the wrestler grabs his opponent, turns him upside-down, and drops into a sitting or kneeling position, …