A Broken People

I'm sure we all understand that we are not perfect beings.  Not a single one of us can be the first to cast a stone.  While this is blatantly obvious, perplexing is the thought that at any given time one person can be the change.  Make the difference to see all that has been hidden from you previously.  Its nothing more than the blind leading the blind.  We all have suffrage and dilemmas which make it impossible to see what the horizon bestows upon others.  Those others still will yearn for what they themselves have missed that you so desperately cling, as if it were to disappear at any moment.  We are not adults out of spontaneity, we are planned, molded, developed, f@#^ed.  No one is designed so perfect as to see all that others have to offer.  Maybe being satisfied with the knowledge acquired is just an excuse to not covet what I don't understand.  Remember this though, this in it of itself, laissez-faire, is not something people are just born with.  It is a calculated mechanism in which those overloaded with experiences are reduced to interpreting none as opposed to selecting pertinence or worse yet, interpreting all stimuli.  Over time, the failed plans, failed developments will begin to show through.  Most of us have been quite successful in hiding flaws as we are instructed to do so early in the molding.  Every now and then we will unfurl these truths for others to bare witness.  To see what is so closely guarded.  Those that witness may make an attempt to mend this tapestry, change or add what they see before them, make a complete piece of a broken fabric.  What is failed to see is the exquisite differences between theirs and yours.  Both are misshapen, riddled with holes, poorly colored in areas and beautifully polished in others.  The idea here is to not fix what has been presented, rather to be in awe of how different a life can be planned, molded, developed, and f@$ed within the same species.  Though one day the two fabrics may become one, in the beginning; they hadn't the slightest bit of similarity.


This piece was written 21 Dec 2011.