What I post on Social Media is My View.
from the mountain top,
from the valley;
of my running shoes
and steering wheel
and potholes on the road of …
Life from the train and tram and running track;
These words and images are brought to you courtesy of
clouded, shaded, rose-coloured, trail-dusty glasses.
(I see Box Hill station
– a transit point on the way to work / to a meeting / to a friends place … ;
others see Chinese community / Immigration problem / Race and threat / and …
These words and images are
of protests and government,
refugees and climate change and racism,
the environment and food,
the Way and the One,
wrong and …
right now this is My View.
But my view can also be felt in Someone Else’s View – #retweet.
Is that #repost actually mine? My View? my opinion?
Someone else’s words, this ‘Not-my-view’ repost;
it’s part of a discussion
in which My View changes
(and you are invited to help me see Your View).
what I posted is No Longer
(Disclaimer: Information was correct at the time of posting)
So please don’t attribute these words to my
Or the car I drive.
This is my view.