about face

When you're capable of speaking softly and being kinder, do so. The world needs more thinking people and charity. It's not easy, but it does make things less complicated. People being the way they are, we are intent on seeking our own uniqueness and fixated on leaving our heavily stamped footprint on the pavement. We are absorbed in our obsessive excesses, in feeding the ego that we shut out all our inner voices. Sadly, it is these voices that we need to listen to. The softest caress of an ego stroked makes us purr like cats. When the need is left unrecognized, it turns us into growling bitches with hurtful words to spare. Such is the dilemma of an imperfect human. Left alone we retreat into oblivion and yet seek out addictions to balm our soul. Strength is terrifying, but I fear courage even more. Because audacity teaches me to recognize faults and yet be able to sing about it. Because I learn to walk alone and be unafraid, to draw the line and be able to say that I am happy. Because I can walk away, or towards something, and know that everything is predesigned. Because even if the cold is blasting from all sides, there is a fire in the pit of my stomach that says I am right. I just have to sit. And stay.