I havent had a singular "special place", but I can relate to the feeling of having one. Well, wait a minute, I guess I could say that I do.
My world is littered with "landmarks", but not in the normal sense of the word. There are certain areas that hold special meaning to me. I feel attracted to them for some reason. It is almost as if I claim a kind of "ownership" to them; in my mind, they are mine, even though most, if not all of them, are on another man's property. This is kind of hard to explain, but Im doing the best that I can.
Whenever one of my landmarks is disrupted, torn down, or violated, I feel as if someone stole something from me, and that I am under attack. And the hardest part lies in the fact that most times, I can do nothing to stop the defilement of one of these sacred spots. One such example can be found here.
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=kkSIgY_0bQU
This particular building meant a lot to me, but to this day, I know not why. (I didn't even know it was a hospital until just before it was demolished) I've never even stepped foot inside of it once in my life, but somehow, it ended up being one of my landmarks. I don't know if it was the shape, or the fact that it could be seen rising above the horizon like a glorious monument whenever I would travel near it. It just had an impact on me that I cannot explain. And witnessing its demolition made me feel vunerable to malevolent forces, whose sole intention was the complete and utter decimation of everything that I held dear.
The world can be so cruel sometimes...
23 Jul 2007, 4:04 pm
