Sometimes I think our lives are too comfortable - certainly not everyone of course. There is great suffering in the world. Yet for the vast majority of us this goes unnoticed and no action to change it takes place. We live a life filled with distractions -parades for football teams on city streets where homeless are shooed away. Eating flesh from tortured animals while polluting our health at the same time. Denying others the same rights we take for granted. None of it makes sense. It doesn't make sense to me at least and it worries me that it may make sense to others. Or it's ignored. I often feel out of place and alone. And yet I'm not - I think we all question ourselves, our lives and the role we play in the world at large. I think we also quickly sweep these thoughts under the carpet of our minds. We sense the lonely places they may lead to - and it scares us. Perhaps it's better to be part of the herd? I know that I've spent a lifetime questioning my place - at once cursing the herd from the inside and running silent from without. Yes, it's lonely on the outside, asking question best unheard and thinking thoughts better left unsaid. It's also the only place we ever truly feel alive. It may be worth the price we're asked to pay.
Peace,
Eric
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