Say You Say Me
What is it about being connected, to someone, something that makes it so important to our human experience? Is it need? If that’s it, then, we’re bound to be disappointed. Needing something too much could eventually destroy the connection. Then what?
We’re funny creatures, we humans. There’s a door inside us all that only has one key, and the key itself is such an odd shape, a locksmith would tell you he’s never seen anything like it. Why is that? Because it’s unique. There isn’t another one on earth like it.
There have of course been exceptions like when two were made and they were identical. Identical, but when the individuals concerned tried them in each others locks, the key didn’t turn. They were indeed unique despite looking the same.
Being connected is about a human desire, it’s the key that desire. In all truth there is no physical key, infact the desire has no form as such either, it’s this intrinsic notion like a flower unfolding. It’s delicate but it has this toughness to live in the changing soils around it.
There is a kindredness about connection that we all want, it’s a part of the human condition, it’s what we were made for. To be in the company of others, that’s what I mean by connection.
We want to know that what we say, think and feel is what other people say, think and feel. It’s part of the complexity of how we are as human beings. New Zealand music artist Donald Reid’s “Forget Myself” track touches that nerve in me.
