The Missing Piece by Shel Silverstein is a poetic dialogue written with ambiguous undertone. The top layer is able to be observed as a circle missing a triangler piece inseach of it's missing piece. Although the top layer is quiet literal the bottom layer connotates a symoblic refrence. A referance to the desire all humans posses to obtain self completion and accomplishment as a whole; a whole where everthing becomes chalant and utterly a bore. Living a life as a whole being leaves no room to acquire new accomplishments, high success, and the feeling of happiniess from the the loss from sadness creating a monotoneous life.
The circle rolls on in search to find it's missing piece, stumbling apon several similar, not quiet right pieces. None of which fit correctly, but might stick for a moment. Each piece signifing the people, places, and problems that enter and exit our incomplete uncertainty of our own self evaluation. Even when we possibly find the perfect fit, it is still unsatisfactory since if life had no hills the ups would not come from downs and the downs could not bring us up, basically living on a flat surface, no where to go.
No where to go, no where to hide, we all are missing a piece. Take your missing piece and become comfortable with the gap because the gap will never be comfortable with you. The gap must come towards you with all possible might to change, surprise, devistate, and ruin you, to leave the rest of your filled space to strengthen and decifer what it is that is inside your missing piece. What ever maybe intruding in your piece will no longer interupt once recognizable and your missing piece's shape will change from its experience.
