parallaxed, because
[par·al·lax [par-uh-laks] –noun:
1. the apparent displacement of an observed object due to a change in the position of the observer.
2. an apparent change in the direction of an object, caused by a change in observational position that provides a new line of sight. ]
it is perhaps too simple a concept to apply to my relation with my environment, but metaphorically it at least touches on my push for continual self-development. as i plant myself in new places, i am forced to look, to re-look, to move and circumambulate around ideas, objects, people, and situations that i might recognize but now have to reconsider. superficially, the are recognizable, but the context or underlying motives are not.
this need for investigation (both looking inwards and out) was at least part of the reason i chose to move to alabama. coming from the northeast, the deep south is truly exotic. it is steeped in a sharp and tangled history so unlike that of rust belt/snow belt buffalo. it is managed today with a different set of socio-economical-political principles. most noticeably, the breeze is laden the heavy, penetrable, ever-present odor of fry and catfish (and fried catfish). however, both places are part of the same country, and as such there is a certain amount of familiarity that comes (or should come) with this likeness.
however, being quite keen, i have determined that greensboro is not the same as buffalo.
at the same time that i am moving, so are objects in my environment. perhaps parallax is too self-centered a word to describe this mutual metamorphosis. i don't feel as confident that i'd be able to accurately convey how other entities change, however, so parallax it is.
and muddy, because i often cannot find, or am forced to fumble with, words to describe and explain the change in or reinforcement of my position, my new line of sight, and the fuzzy interface between me and this place.
phew, the inherently awkward first post is behind me.
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