There's this moment when clarity fades away.
I've come to understand that this world exists not only in black and white and several lovely shades of gray. I feel a little bit used and a little bit doubted and maybe even a little taken for granted. Insight is one of my gifts, and I've come to trust it.
We all have those people in our lives that we don't particularly like. We can tolerate them, give them a chance and the full benefit of the doubt, but the first time they mess with you, you're just done.
However, there are others that I see as worthwhile, so I can forgive transgressions and minor betrayals.
I just had one of the former, and I honestly wish this person was the latter. I just can't trust them anymore; I don't really want to be around them. Yet.. perhaps I am overreacting to a rather small case of telephone?
The world fades into sixty tiny little squares each with different interactions and I watch 64 times as information is retold incorrectly. Some screens are red, which I interpret as a "tell this person to go away," and others are yellow. Some are black and white and gray. Others are velvety texture with pretty designs.
I don't know. I block it out with two white pills a day that induce this contentment I have often associated with apathy. Slowly, these boxes turn into black and I can view the world as a whole, an evil, terrible, awful thing, harsh to the eyes and harsher yet to the soul.
Overreacting? yes... because any reaction is an overreaction. There is no such thing as action=reaction.
The moral of this story is...
I don't know who my friends are, I don't know who my enemies are, and I don't know what all the big fuss over Valentines Day is.
I would enjoy quiet and no more cranberry juice.
And maybe two advils and a shrubbery.
I've come to understand that this world exists not only in black and white and several lovely shades of gray. I feel a little bit used and a little bit doubted and maybe even a little taken for granted. Insight is one of my gifts, and I've come to trust it.
We all have those people in our lives that we don't particularly like. We can tolerate them, give them a chance and the full benefit of the doubt, but the first time they mess with you, you're just done.
However, there are others that I see as worthwhile, so I can forgive transgressions and minor betrayals.
I just had one of the former, and I honestly wish this person was the latter. I just can't trust them anymore; I don't really want to be around them. Yet.. perhaps I am overreacting to a rather small case of telephone?
The world fades into sixty tiny little squares each with different interactions and I watch 64 times as information is retold incorrectly. Some screens are red, which I interpret as a "tell this person to go away," and others are yellow. Some are black and white and gray. Others are velvety texture with pretty designs.
I don't know. I block it out with two white pills a day that induce this contentment I have often associated with apathy. Slowly, these boxes turn into black and I can view the world as a whole, an evil, terrible, awful thing, harsh to the eyes and harsher yet to the soul.
Overreacting? yes... because any reaction is an overreaction. There is no such thing as action=reaction.
The moral of this story is...
I don't know who my friends are, I don't know who my enemies are, and I don't know what all the big fuss over Valentines Day is.
I would enjoy quiet and no more cranberry juice.
And maybe two advils and a shrubbery.
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"But I say to you, love your enemies, bless those who curse you, do good to those who hate you, and pray for those who spitefully use you and persecute you"
Eireann, don't get me wrong. I'm not tryin' to preach to you. Hell, I'm an atheist. But, I grew up with a huge Christian influence and in the end, I do believe in Love and the above quotes. People suck. Even I do. But, we don't always suck. We just get careless and need a little love once in a while to get into a better perspective. It may take time though.
Be careful. Watch your back. Live and learn. Don't get burned again by those that hurt you. But realize that they live in a hell of their own creation. Don't let it get you down too. Keep your chin up and move on. But do so with love.
peace