We stand defenceless as visions of the dark side within us spin our ship about and leave us stranded on dry land.

An elemental force within our souls lifts to the surface our sole master, our slime-covered guru, immune to mistrustful scrutiny of his impish tricks.

Behold the spectacle of his fanatical greatness.

Watch our dormant seat of reason surrender to quicksand.

For he is we and we are he.

We stand defenceless.


© Ash N. Finn, 2017

6 thoughts on “Defenceless

  1. In a sea of glass where broken dreams abound, bound together in reflection, one for another, until we see ourselves for who we are and who we are sees back. Well done. Is that cultural irony or politics I smell on the grill?

    1. Excellent sense of smell! Culture … politics … humanity … “None of us stands outside humanity’s black collective shadow.” (C.G. Jung)

  2. Fascinating imaginary.. I am reading your reply to comment and above; and just wondering if maybe It could be a metaphor for the social disciplinary control (?)…. 😉

    1. Thanks so much for visiting and commenting, Aquileana. Lovely to see you here! I’m always enjoying my visits to your wonderful place. Yes, there were a multitude of thoughts going through my mind when I wrote this piece. There’s so much going on in the world right now which triggers reflections on the human condition.

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