sunset from behind the wire

sunset from behind the wire

Saturday, March 28, 2009

things change/things remain the same



people
are
people


















You must remember this,
A kiss is just a kiss, a sigh is just a sigh.
The fundamental things apply,
As time goes by.

And when two lovers woo,
They still say, "I love you" (2)
On that you can rely,
No matter what the future brings,
As time goes by.

Moonlight and love songs,
Never out of date.
Hearts full of passion,
Jealousy and hate.
Women needs man,
And man must have his mate,
That no one can deny.

It's still the same old story,
A fight for love and glory,
A case of do or die.
The world will always welcome lovers.
---As time goes by.


Charades

Some of us wear our disguises well. Sometimes they're so well done that when we've constructed them, we realize that we've become the disguise. Perhaps that is the ultimate disguise - when you live the cover story.

The term of art in the intelligence business is: Creating a Legend. It starts with an operational necessity, develops as a course of action, matures as we adjust the present skin to fit within a new skin. And if we're good - if we're very good, nobody can tell where the old person ended and the new person began because it's all new person. That is why when you work undercover you need a handler to whisper in your ear that you are not the new person. You're simply the old person using this new identity to get from point 'a' to point 'b'. It's a charade, not real. Or so they whisper.

Been there, done that, bought the t-shirt. It sounds simple, but it's not because there is a duality under the skin. 

What is real, what you feel, how you think --- now subsumed within the visible reality of sight and perception that others see.

Life is far more complex. If you live the charade long enough, it's difficult to know in time who you really are and that confusion results in tension. That protective shell that we draw around us like a suit of armor becomes a cage. It requires an industrial size can opener to cut off the crap. But once free of armor are we better off than we were before? Now that's the question isn't it?