Shaky Grounds

The reason for me to work so hard on myself was the realization that I had built my life on shaky grounds. As a child I was programmed to have a certain belief system about the world and myself. There was no reason for me to doubt what my parents taught me. To me they were my gods. So much taller and stronger then me with a to me seemingly unlimited amount of knowledge about this place I just had started to get to know.

I took on their ideas and beliefs while I was convinced they are my own. On top of them I built my life, their ideas being the foundation.

But whatever I built on top of it, however hard I worked on building a beautiful house it was always a shaky business because I had built my life on lies.

With that I don’t want to say that my parents did consciously lie to me. They taught me what their parents taught them and what they had built on their parent’s lies. None of these people had an idea what is really going on. None of them knew what life is really all about. They still came up with some conclusions and these ideas became the foundation of their belief system.

The same ideas became the foundation of my belief system and all I built on top of it was based on them.

But what sense does it make to put effort into that? Even if you build a beautiful palace what difference does it make when it stands on a rotten foundation?

It will crumble at a certain point.

"Shaky Grounds"Manhattan/New York City/34th Street and 11th Avenue 10-24-08 at 11:26 AM

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