Someday
Someday, my heart will explode from all the poison I eat and drink, or a merciful aneurysm will pop while I’m sleeping, or an airline toilet will fall out of the sky and squash me, and the trainwreck I’ve endured so long will finally be done.
And my Christian friends will ask themselves, “Why couldn’t he just talk to God again, pray for strength and peace and purpose, rediscover his place in the universe as a beloved son of God?”
And my hedonist friends will ask themselves, “Why couldn’t he just learn to live again, enjoy himself, let go, have some fun, stop thinking so much and just laugh and play and love?”
And my online and gamer friends will ask themselves, “Why couldn’t he find solace and community with us, throw himself into the virtual world, let all that creativity of writing and imagining and socializing pour over him again?”
I wish I knew.
October 13th, 2007 at 7:08 pm
hey mook. I just wanted to tell you that you are not the only one who asks these questions. I think if everyone knew the answers to these questions the world would be alot better off. All i know is that you are a genuine good person and for what its worth..you are loved. I am always here to talk. I met you for a reason even if we never figure that out. Sound familiar?
Love and Peace.
Stefanie
AKA |LBA| Baroness
October 16th, 2007 at 8:08 pm
Thank you Baroness - always nice to know you’re not alone, and that there are people out there with you on their mind.