lewis1980
Vital Squad Member
It's a weird thing to post but I thought I would anyway.
Not long a go I was travelling back from London on the train. I was seriously delayed on the way. We stopped for ages due to "an incident".
After a while, the train driver announced that we were delayed because someone was on the track and wouldn't move, the police had been called to remove the man. Evidently he was trying to commit suicide.
My mind wondered and I was thinking about that man standing on the tracks. Not really a suicide attempt but a call for help. He'd have jumped in front of the moving train if he had really wanted to die.
I had weird imagery in my mind, I saw Tiananmen Square, you know, the picture with the man who stopped the tanks.
The train or the tank representing life and wanting to stop it or slow it down. Life moving too fast and constantly rolling by.
Needing to take extreme action and putting himself at risk of serious harm just to take a break from life. He'd just had enough.
Sad really.i don't know why I pictured that photo but I prefer to think of it that way. As a protest against the cold way in which life just never stops to let us take a rest and catch up.
I still think about that sometimes and wonder what happened to that man.
Not long a go I was travelling back from London on the train. I was seriously delayed on the way. We stopped for ages due to "an incident".
After a while, the train driver announced that we were delayed because someone was on the track and wouldn't move, the police had been called to remove the man. Evidently he was trying to commit suicide.
My mind wondered and I was thinking about that man standing on the tracks. Not really a suicide attempt but a call for help. He'd have jumped in front of the moving train if he had really wanted to die.
I had weird imagery in my mind, I saw Tiananmen Square, you know, the picture with the man who stopped the tanks.
The train or the tank representing life and wanting to stop it or slow it down. Life moving too fast and constantly rolling by.
Needing to take extreme action and putting himself at risk of serious harm just to take a break from life. He'd just had enough.
Sad really.i don't know why I pictured that photo but I prefer to think of it that way. As a protest against the cold way in which life just never stops to let us take a rest and catch up.
I still think about that sometimes and wonder what happened to that man.