Kissena

Over the past few weeks, I've been writing about a garden that is located within Kissena Corridor Park. The plot i chose is toward the back of the whole thing. There doesn't seem to be many people back there, it seems to be almost deserted like people gave up on it.

I think there is a lot of philosophy residing within the garden. A lot of deep thought that I could discuss here. As I was saying, my plot is very empty. I think the reason for that is that everybody can't be everywhere at the same time. You see, we seem to be needed in different places at every point in our life and it is impossible for everybody to take up all the space.

Let's take me for example. There are walls, one on each side of me and I can only go forward. There is only one narrow path that I can follow because the walls are so closed in that I can only move forward. This means that I don't have access to the rest of the earth or the rest of the space until my path leads me in to that unknown space. My plot is a symbol of space that has been used and that person has moved on.