2012 or Bust

You have no idea how many shots it took to catch this.

I got nothing. No top 10 lists, no best of show, no majestic summations, and most of all, no desperate resolutions.

It could be that we’re all waiting for the big show, a grand finale, some final word. Perhaps we’re hoping for an apocalypse of reason that will transform us into sane beings who push compassion rather than punishment.

Maybe we will come to our senses about the state of our house, and trade the cloak of conquest for humble coveralls of care. There are rumblings all over this world for change. Are we listening?

When the end times knock, will we be caught in the eternal exchange lines, still unhappy with the fit of our lot in life? Or found napping in the complicated coffers of the conglomerate dragons, seduced by sweet promises of greed beyond all hope.

But this is no fairytale, for even in the land of suburbia unsettling winds are winding along the manicured driveways and multi-level decks of our complacency.

I have a feeling it’s going to be a wild ride. But one that I signed up for.

I’ll see you in a new time, my friend.

4 thoughts on “2012 or Bust

    1. suburbansatsangs

      Happy New Year to you too, Adriene. I’ve enjoyed your posts and projects, and look forward to the next ones!

  1. Incredible photo! And my sentiments, exactly. I note that Obama signed away Habeas Corpus late yesterday, while everyone is looking the other way. Really took the shine off the celebrations for me. I did like the fact that Occupy was back in NYC last night. Like you said, it’s gonna be a wild ride. Hugs and Best Wishes, Tamara 🙂

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