Friday, November 25, 2005

Happy Thursday!

this is the story of a boy who cared only for himself. Who could say why? If you asked him, he would mumble something incoherent. Or he would speak really loudly without making much of a point, just so that you knew he was serious. Intellectually, he would say that he was an egoist and that ultimately all actions are selfish (for the most part, he doesn't think much of absolutes). But as to the practicalities of the situation, it was an older tale, a much longer and more difficult road. It would take you back many years. And you would see his soul slowly crumble under the abuse and betrayal of friends and others. Of life that never turned out the way he wanted, but always the way he expected. And slowly a desperate cynic stopped hating the world because he found the exercise too draining altogether. He stopped caring instead; stopped feeling at all. Lament. Some would tell you that he still cares, deep down. And, deep down, he probably does. But I haven't seen evidence of it recently. I don't know many who have. He would tell you there is no reason for him to care. No reason for him not to be selfish. But he has been lying to everyone else for so long, he can't tell when he is lying to himself anymore. So it all becomes part of the show, which must go on. A farce really. With only one character and a lot of walk on parts with no names. In the end ...

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

in the end...

"...only kindness matters."

...though I suppose Jewel's probably one of the last people on earth whose advice you would even want to waste precious moments listening to.

...but I guess you just did. My bad.