Life Is — a Metaphor for Misery

Life is a five dimensional representation of a symbolic idea presented without commentary or support notes

Most of us are in a hole. A hole being dug in an undefined material, because its name is unimportant, it is the Raw Stuff of Life. We convert it into whatever we need.

Now imagine two men, any two men will do, men because, men tend to stack the deck so they are both the Miner and the Owner, the Worker and the Boss or the Nation and the State.

One stands at the bottom of a great pit, digging at the Stuff of Life. For him, the sides of the pit are all he has ever known. He knows of the Sun but only sees it for an hour a day, when its directly overhead at lunch time.

The sides are decorated with badges to his accomplishment; being good in school, doing well in college, great exam scores, achievement awards in his vocation of choice. Images of his success fill his mind, fleetingly, longingly when the days get hard and the nights long, he remembers how much he gets from this and how his family needs him to be strong so they can move up the sides of the great Pit.

It’s only from time to time the Worker looks up and remembers there is anyone else in the world but him. They don’t have anything to do with his life, so he…