Sunday, August 19, 2007

Burn Baby, Burn

When bad things happen there are several ways that people can react. Some react with anger, some with spite, some calmly and cooly display their emotions on their sleeve and some don't even react at all, not even at all. In many instances we are compelled to look for someone to blame. To find a scapegoat, when the universe seems to have collided unfairly just in our directions and sometimes we act compassionately displaying the true grandeur of our hearts, saying things like, "At least we have each other," or "Thank God no one was hurt."

In situations like those, when we hold our emotions in and in chillingly kind voices take care of eachother, we wonder if we are condemnable if we are really pissed that we crashed our new "used" VW Passat into our best friends van or that our brand new million dollar investment burned into the Florida ocean or even that we dropped our new bracelet cavalierly from our wrist on the walk to McDonald's on a Mediterannean Vacation. It's just stuff so truly it doesn't matter. We do have eachother, we didn't really need all of that, and really, thank God we are alive, so then why do we secretly mourn their losses when everyone stops looking at us to be brave and the sad eyes stop telling us how much it sucks to lose your stuff?

It's a funny world we live in, the goals we work for and the way we look at stuff, and when it all comes down in ashes what do we have, if not eachother?

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