So much for trying not to be cynical, I hope you will excuse yesterday's fatalistic rant, I was not myself.
It's easy to forget about the beauty and wonder in the world sometimes. There really is a lot of love in the world; Mothers and daughters, Fathers and sons, Lovers, Friends, etc. ad infinitum.
Love is like magic, it's a force, created by life itself, flowing out and binding us all together. All of us have known its touch at some point, even the most un-lovable creature has witnessed affection in its time.
Sometimes the amount of love in your life will surprise you, just take a look around, I bet you'll see that you have more love around you than you know what to do with.
It comes from the most unexpected places; it could be an old, lost friend, or that guy who you always hang out with but who never really says much. It could be a stranger who you smile at in the hallway, or a role-model who sees them-self in you.
Anyway, I just wanted to say that, in my own, broken sort of way, I love you. Both as a collective and as individuals. I love who you are as well as what you represent. So I hope that you'll forgive my occasional rant, I mean well, even if I'm slightly damaged.
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I like this one. The majority of your blogs seem to be focused on your cynical, fatalistic side, but I know you well enough to know that every fatalistic opinion of yours has at least a more rational side. Its nice to see you exploring that a little more, but I have something to elaborate on...
ReplyDeleteI think you had a point in the last, super-depressing blog. But maybe that's the point isn't it? The world more-than-kinda sucks, but if we give into that opinion, we cease to validate our existence. This blog offers the answer. We have to notice the little things, for the big things, (the dying children and mothers) to not depress us so much. As you told me, "If I worried about every little death, I'd want to kill myself." And I think we can all agree, suicide sucks.
-Tim