Altered points of view.

This is a photo I took while I was meandering in London in 2006.

Around those years, I thought the line "All in all you're just another brick in the wall" simply meant that one's life is just as insignificant as a pile of bricks - one stacking up on top of the other, or even a single fleck of dust for that matter (eventually, we will all get blown away by the wind.)... When set against the backdrop of a much larger perspective (such as the world in general), we are nothing but tiny units trying to make our way amidst the madness. No one particular person is more special than the next. At the time, I must admit that it spoke a particular truth pertaining to me. I even thought it was cool, hardcore, and pretty edgy.

Fast forward to 2009. I posted this here tonight following a sudden urge to find the photo because a lightbulb went off in my head. Out of nowhere, I got to thinking about what the line meant to me now, and I realized that a lot of changes took place during the course of three years.

I now KNOW for a fact that each and every brick that makes up the wall plays a part in holding it up. Each person is a unique token of the world at large. And while there is madness in the struggle to make our way, the beauty of it all is that all our efforts are pieces of a bigger design. Collectively taken, we make up the wall - one unit as a whole. However small we might think of ourselves against the grand plan of life, at the end of the day, it's the little pieces that really count. The wall wouldn't stand like it was supposed to if there were bricks missing from it.

It's the details that we bring into the world that make it so interesting to watch.

I've come around to appreciate how the system works.

And, methinks that I am feeling this way because

I am still chanting.