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It is possible to be a puppet on a string without fully realizing it
Steven Redhead, Life Is A Cocktail
Many times we walk through life like zombies: we seem to know that we have to keep moving but can’t quite figure out why we have to keep in motion. The thing about life is that it can be very monotonous and mundane so we tend to accept the routines as normal until we wake up! Once awake, we start to realize how far we have drifted and notice that somewhere deep within exists a disconnection. We become somewhat disoriented and our realities just don’t add up.
The thing about life is that it can be very monotonous and mundane so we tend to accept the routines as normal until we wake up!
Figuring out the absurdity and trying to find a way back to normal can be very tasking and drain all our energy. Eventually, we find ourselves in deep dark places of worry, fear and despair. These emotions can be so profound we begin to identify with them and fall into the abyss of depression.
In there, darkness has a way of making you think there’ll never be light. As this delusion continues, you begin to feel the essence of your being is getting eroded and somehow you’re becoming someone else. That’s where the fight begins, the struggle to get a glimpse of light.
darkness has a way of making you think there’ll never be light
You may start to ask yourself some questions or even look up to the dark sky and cry : “why me?”. Almost as if you expect someone you can’t see to be listening. I have often wondered why this response is almost inevitable when we seem to have drifted off course, or plunged into a series of unfortunate events that bring us to our knees. I have thought to myself: “could it be that we just expect someone to be there? or perhaps we just realize we have been off-script and want to get back on track?”
If that is the case, who do we expect to be our silent and invisible listener? Or, whose script did we fall off of in the first place? Could there be someone behind the scenes conducting our lives?
These questions have been nagging at me for a while; but after much thought, I have come to understand we are like unstrung puppets!
You see, when we find ourselves in the pits of difficulty and darkness, and it seems all hope is gone. I believe that is where we intuitively come to understand that there is a higher power, a greater force or supreme being, who, for some unknown reason, is invisible, omnipresent, omniscient, and omnipotent, possessing the ability to turn our situations around.
By instinct, we look up because like puppets, we expect our supreme master to intervene. We expect this master to push some magical buttons and fix us all up.
I imagine the puppet here somehow has the inherent awareness of the master’s ability and is convinced an intervention is possible. Nonetheless, I can’t help but wonder: “how did the puppet get into that quagmire in the first place?”