when people are seen as inferior, they become inferior. when people are seen as superior, they become superior. when people are seen as equal, they become equal. we treat people according to how we see them. what our eyes cast out into the world is what we meet in the world. a person says that people are stupid and treats them according to this opinion, with contempt. another person says that people are amazing and treats them according to this opinion, with wonder. yet they are both held by their own illusions, their own opinions. people are people. simple.
i'm fairly muddled tonight, about this and a dozen other things, my own opinions have become like sand in my pocket; not something that i care to carry around. too much on my mind to be writing right now. go out and walk, or meditate, or get high, or all of it together. i have this feeling that i'm onto something. something has been shifting at the back of my head for days now, and maybe i'll catch a glimpse of it tomorrow, if i happen to be looking at the right time. the calm has become rather effortless, thoughts no longer chatter the way they used to. i like mornings when my heart is empty and my mind is clear, and i love someone distant and someone who's at hand, and what i discovered half an hour ago is still with me, ready to be explored. 10:24pm and i almost wish that i could soothe the despair of those who hurt. almost. if i did, it wouldn't be real, it would be me on them, not they in them. i'd like to hold hands, though. that i would do, if i could. sometimes i can't. so my compassion is just a murmur in the sun, lost into the roar of traffic. but it's there anyway, whether someone hears it or not.
and i'm here, and then i'll be elsewhere again.
goodnight, well, maybe.
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