- A full hand
A little reality game of the power a wife wields by holding her husband inside her hands made me think….is the gilded cage of fingers for the husband or the wife?
What would one do with their hands full of another person?
Hands that could create, monetize, show and obtain for themselves being sacrificed for an illusory idea of holding control.
Control. What a double edged sword. The controller is always controlled, by their own will, only they don’t realize it. What is unrealized flows into unknown dimensions doesn’t it? While the controlled vividly recognizes their boundaries the controller’s bars invisibly stretch and seep into every facet of life and they only reveal themselves over the cruel passage of time. The bars reveal themselves in hollow personal victories over trivial matters and in mute decisions taken not by the self but by circumstances.
When given the chance to keep control in my hands, I would quickly shake them, pass the opportunity up, vigorously, and run towards freedom.
Art courtesy Laya Kumaravel
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