Where Things Fall Apart

by Pamela Jean Herber

Come along with me. Not to the safe place you’ve found. Not to the Laws of Physics. Not to the benevolent God who ensures every event in your life supports his divine plan. Not to the spiritual program that promises to work if you work it. Not to the place that is your own personal theory of everything.

Step away with me to the shadowy places the safe houses block from the light. Places where the x-axis and y-axis are independent from each other at the same time everything is connected. Or the place where neither is true. Allow me to introduce you to a world of contradictions. A place where the truths we depended on yesterday have fallen by the wayside, replaced by new truths, or simply chaos.

Join me in the realm of story.

There’s nothing to be afraid of. I’m only taking you places that are imaginary. Places that do not exist. Places you can enter into and exit from at your personal discretion.

First, imagine you are a storyteller. What if one day you discover all the stories you’ve ever told and all the stories you will tell in the future are manifested in the physical world? How will that knowledge change how you feel about yourself as a person? Who have you harmed? Who have you helped? Would you search those people out? Would your storytelling come to an abrupt halt? Would you be afraid to utter another word because of the potential damage you might incur? Or would you go the other way? Would you attempt to undo the damage you’d inflicted? Would you refrain from the ripping of limbs in fight scenes? Would you never write another murder? Or even a peaceful death?

Here’s another scenario: What if a young boy is one of the few humans of the next evolution of man? What if he has evolved beyond the understanding of his family and the entrenched culture of his community? What if he is seen as an aberration as opposed to a hope for the human species? Will he and those like him be aggressively reprogrammed to fit in? Will humans vanish from the universe as a result? Will his innate drive to survive overcome his conditioning? Will he be forced to rebel against the people he loves in order to save them?

On second thought, you should be afraid. These places I’m asking you to go challenge the very solidity of those safe structures we hold onto so dearly. In the first example above, I challenge the idea that what has worked in the past will work in the future. In the second, I challenge that generational departures from accepted behavior are aberrations.

Be very afraid. You may become less trusting of the foundations you are standing on. On the other hand, your faith in them may be reinforced. You may become more confident in when to rely on them and when to search out more information. My hope is that by exploring the places where things fall apart with you we both will expand our safe places and shrink the shadows and remember that context is everything.

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