on my home i happened to chance upon this mad woman, my first instincts were to swerve away, obviously to avoid the oncoming blast of horrid smell, and the odd chance of psychotic violence directed at my person (more stereotyping...i know!). As i made my quick turn, something odd and unexpected happened, i looked at her face & all i could see was a mixture of fear and desperation. i tell you, it broke my heart nearly brought me to tears, she was more afraid of me than i was of her. (i felt like the villainous feign she thought me to be).
her suffering touched me, it reached out and touched me! i felt i wanted to die. 'This is us, this is how we love' (a song by Keyshia Cole playing in my ear buds on my ipod). i found myself asking, IS THIS US, IS THIS HOW WE LOVE?
i couldn't help her (no idea where to start) i can't even begin to imagine the shit she has been through. i left religion primarily because i could not reconcile how a loving kind god could be so uncaring, how he could allow so much suffering. if he exists, he intentionally created a design so flawed it was always destined to fail. (just doesn't make sense).
wait a minute, i thought your default line was there wasn't insufficient irrefutable evidence to support the existence of a god or gods? well that's part of it, but to be 100% honest with you, my de-conversion arose from my heart, my feelings, my simple questions, my reason & my logic. most people claim that atheists are the guys who got the short end of the stick, the ones who god didn't allow to win to the Lottery. (mistreated and ignored). well you couldn't be further from the truth, speaking for myself, i won the freaking Lottery. (have pretty much all i need and some to spare). if anything i should be very happy, thing is, i wish everyone could be as happy as me, lucky as me, sheltered and protected as me. but alas, they are not. (such is life i guess).
i can not and will not shield myself from their suffering. empathy is something that defines us as human beings. i cannot help but find myself grieving when i see others suffer, i feel their pain, i wish i could help, i wish i could make their pain and suffering go away. all i can do is try, all you can do is try... all we can do is TRY.
this is you, this is me, this is us, is this the way we love?
her suffering touched me, it reached out and touched me! i felt i wanted to die. 'This is us, this is how we love' (a song by Keyshia Cole playing in my ear buds on my ipod). i found myself asking, IS THIS US, IS THIS HOW WE LOVE?
i couldn't help her (no idea where to start) i can't even begin to imagine the shit she has been through. i left religion primarily because i could not reconcile how a loving kind god could be so uncaring, how he could allow so much suffering. if he exists, he intentionally created a design so flawed it was always destined to fail. (just doesn't make sense).
wait a minute, i thought your default line was there wasn't insufficient irrefutable evidence to support the existence of a god or gods? well that's part of it, but to be 100% honest with you, my de-conversion arose from my heart, my feelings, my simple questions, my reason & my logic. most people claim that atheists are the guys who got the short end of the stick, the ones who god didn't allow to win to the Lottery. (mistreated and ignored). well you couldn't be further from the truth, speaking for myself, i won the freaking Lottery. (have pretty much all i need and some to spare). if anything i should be very happy, thing is, i wish everyone could be as happy as me, lucky as me, sheltered and protected as me. but alas, they are not. (such is life i guess).
i can not and will not shield myself from their suffering. empathy is something that defines us as human beings. i cannot help but find myself grieving when i see others suffer, i feel their pain, i wish i could help, i wish i could make their pain and suffering go away. all i can do is try, all you can do is try... all we can do is TRY.
this is you, this is me, this is us, is this the way we love?
2 comments:
ok this is touching but i still side step those guys.the men r scary!!try looking in a manz eyes n see if he looks scared.highly doubt!
this is so true to me too...i think it is supposed to b true to all humans religionists inclusive (which is rarely the case)...i get a deep feeling towards these sick guys(i believe they r just sick n not tormented by spirits or cursed by gods), some of them r too scared to come out to the light of day..they eat in the night and that's on the garbage pits..ooh i pity them. sometime i feel like offering something to eat (i do offer to those that am used to) but i can't do that for them everyday but do associate with some..there's this one (mad)guy called Ibrah...he empties my trash cans at my workplace everytime he sees them full and i pay him plus give him some fruits to eat (cuz i deal in fruits mainly) and I see him happy ...that kinda makes my day.however these people need u n me...they need us..we r their hope n we need not to de-associate ourselves from them.
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