Every day lives are crushed by injustice. Horrors abound. I know this. I can hear it in the background rumble along with the Top Forty and the slow drone of scattered silence, white noise. There are too many voices directing me to too many right paths, there are too many gods looking for prophets, panning for profits. Forgive me if I give only a casual nod to your life in flames. It's not that I misunderstand the gravity of your plight, it's just that gravity pulls me in a different direction to the same ultimate destination. We are forced to laugh in spite of awful sadness if we are to laugh at all. There are also a million shouts of joy, and we cannot heed them all. Sometimes my mind aspires to enlightened hope, and sometimes my hands clap on the downbeat. Some would wrest my soul free to spiritual Nirvana, and often would I gladly go. Today, however, I search for animal heaven. Today I kiss her neck, lost in her long, dark hair. Today I pull her close and, smiling, growl into her ear. To be a human is to balance and experience as much as we can of all the choices and voices with only two hands, two feet, two eyes, two ears, one mouth, one mind and no idea what comes next. Today I will not throw myself into the flames in despair. Today I will grow just enough to embrace just a little more. I will do this each day for as long as I can.
Hello, friends. What will you do today?
Later. Love.
(from 03/30/2007)
