Wow, it leaves me thinking of a lot of questions I have to ask myself. And you're right, why are we still so teribly prejudice, always angry and upset over the silliest little things. And I totally agree with Demyra there that sometimes we say things like I love you without even thinking it. I know I do it all the time, mostly to friends and family but I say it so that, should anything ( Goddess Forbid) happen to either of us, they know that they were loved.
This is something I respect hugely. This single piece of writing asks many questions about purpose and identity. I'm only just begining to try and answer them. I now know I misunderstood the importance of these considerations for most of my conscious life. I can attribute my lack of identity and confused idea of purpose to my youthful chaos. I'm urged to ask the questions of people and myself to try and cast some light onto the motivation of behavior. And on a larger scale, to try and explain why this world has become what it is.
You write with true craftsmanship and poise. I look forward to reading more of your work (I am not here because of my project, I am here as an enquirer - and I am now wondering if it was chance at all).
I think we should work things out simultaneously. Through others we gain perspective on ourselves.
Earlier today I received an Email regarding a project opportunity. The patron and Children's Poet Laureate Michael Rosen was referenced in this E-mail. I finished reading and got into the car. At the very moment the radio came on I heard this man coming to the end of his Interview. That is uncanny. It's not the first time things have been pointed to me and they have resulted in a favorable decision. I also Emailed a friend, who lives with me, about a rent increase. He received it at the very moment he sent his girlfriend an Email asking her opinions on his current rent agreement (because of fuel price rises). Crazy stuff. I think identity and purpose can become clearer when you allow these things to be what they are. I'm drawn to your writing and you, for whatever reason. I never avoid my interests and that one element of trust alone has united me with people who have helped me to believe things can really be achieved.
Is poetry only able to be respected if it is introspective?
These concepts grouped by font, punctuation, size, title evoke "answers." The questions are essentially impossible to answer but they are important to TRY to answer, throughout life, in order to maintain the quality of one's character such as it may be.
I just reread the part in smaller print. I was serious and focused but the voice of my mother saying, "What's this 'we' stuff? You got a mouse in your pocket?" Some of what you describe "we" as thinking, doing etc I don't think or do and get edgy, feeling some one is speaking for me.
Upon brief reflection, I am what I am doing, right now. Others (or I) might look at a series of behaviors to say who one is based on what behavior or attitude is slightly more predictable. I am what I am feeling, thinking, right now, which is the sum of all that I have experienced and all that is genetic.
Perhaps your use of "we" is in juxtaposition of the individual to the species. To know oneself then requires a study of the species, defining the species, then differentiating or correlating one's self to species.
I'm not going to live long enough to 'get' the species, the extreme differences between a greedy tyrant and one walking gently upon the earth. So I can't answer that question. Therefore, how can I say or know who I am, or what makes me unique? So I don't try anymore. I know, as much as anything is knowable, that I am; I just am. I pay more attention to what's going on outside of me now that I used to because it is enjoyable; I say what I think but I stop if it is causing negative reactions (in the personal sphere.) I share relevant, real experiences in conversation or in writing and have one main rule: do something every day that enriches another's life, however minute or grand, but a kind of anonymity is the best when possible. In this way I add to my treasure trove of magical life moments to delight myself when recalled.
I do believe that the biggest difference between my "self" and your questions of self have as much to do with the using of the passage of time thoughtfully and, if your profile is correct, I have experienced much more time than have you.
Keep it up. As your experience of differentiation forms, you may find it reflected in your writing. Form and Content? I would have an entirely different experience reading your work if your questions were posed as personal ("I") rather than the less personal and baseless assumpting in "we" that has you speaking for me and I prefer to speak for myself. Go ahead and own your own questions...they are a big part of "who you are."
Once I used such words casually. As a result, once when it mattered so much it hurt to breathe, like a girl crying wolf I wasn't believed. An angel turned away from me with a look of disgust.
After that I could only see me through his eyes.
Ever finding myself lacking. Telling myself "You can do more, reach deeper, give everything."
I've spent a lot of years since living soulfully and transforming. I keep hoping that someday my penance and light will be enough and the grace will return that angel to me.
But I know that nothing turns back the clock. The grace always has its reasons. Even when it says "no" and breaks my heart.
My immediate thought, having read your words twice is, that we don't discover who we are without being who we are. In the process of living, interacting with other people and realising how we seem to them, do we slowly, slowly, slowly discover 'what makes us tick', what makes us unique individuals. Does that make sense?
Now, sorry about that... back to your wonderful words and, they are wonderful because they're thought provoking, they ask the reader to think, to judge and to alter self before judging others. Only the Creator has the right to judge. The hackneyed 'I'm sorry' should have meaning, when you give it, like every other similar sentence, it should be meant. What you've written has made me think, think about the words and phrases you've used so finely but, the meanings behind those words. Thank you
What a lovely reflection of self for the reader. It makes you do a personal examination of who you are. My favorite lines in this are these,
"Eyes of first impressions lost in judgment
Casting of shadows, tossing blame
Why must we quench our thirst from the well of hatred?
Who are we to judge without knowledge, or out of fear?"
Often times I think we all get lost in those snap first impressions without giving validity to those impressions first. Thank you for such a wonderful read.
your words are full of wisdom and truth ,knowing yourself is truly the most ahrdest thing to do and then to live up to what you feel you are is even harder, the questions within are what we all seek to answer even those who will not admit it, and the words and phrases should always mean what they say and should come from the heart and not just the mouth, a wonderful write, written exceptionally well,,blessings..Cecil