Saturday, January 29, 2011

Honest Lyrics, Part Three: Just Another Brick

I don't need no arms around me
And I don't need no drugs to calm me
I have seen the writing on the wall
Don't think I need anything at all
No, don't think I need anything at all
All in all, it was all just bricks in the wall
All in all, you were all just bricks in the wall
--Pink Floyd, "Another Brick In The Wall"

I'm standing here, in the silence and the serenity of being the antithesis of all those brightly colored pages and commentaries out there. I'm not saying this world is dark, dreary, or depressing, but I'm not pulling any punches either. This is me, putting my words out there for any and all who chose to listen.

We're all bricks in the same wall, and there's nothing we can do about it. That's how community works. We stand together, and for that, we are stronger. However, that doesn't mean that we can't be strong as individuals. We are not like apples in a barrel. One bad brick doesn't spoil the wall. It takes a great number of bricks in key positions.

We must all be strong apart, in order to create greater strength together.

I may just be another brick, but I'm not the same structure as my neighbors. Bricks are made out in the dirty world, not in a clean lab: they cannot be expected to all be identical. Different bricks color differently, age differently, weather differently, crack differently.

There nothing wrong or anti-individualistic about being another brick in the wall. It is only when the wall falls that we all look the same.