we are taught to be free thinkers, exploring the recesses of our own minds to discover who we are and where we fit in. what will be our mark on the world? how will we be remembered? but in the process we have become so inattentive to the very core of our own being that we barely acknowledge the implications our actions have on ourselves, let alone others.
forgive me if i am speaking in generalities, especially if this does not apply to you. but the reality of living without feeling . . . i call it the walking, living dead . . . scares the hell out of me.
the wonder, awe and curiosity that fuels childhood has been replaced with a sick sense of drive and a score sheet. one of the most basic of human elements, kindness, has long been forgotten. traded in for what? the next accomplishment that can be quantified, measured and duly rewarded?
i am not suggesting we all sit in the church basement and sing kumbayah, or become tree huggers or even soft. but would a little more human decency be that difficult? couldn't we try and catch people doing something right instead of something wrong?
my soul is weary of the finger-pointing, judgmental, condescending attitudes that run rampant. maybe i am just as guilty as what i write . . .
forgive me if i am speaking in generalities, especially if this does not apply to you. but the reality of living without feeling . . . i call it the walking, living dead . . . scares the hell out of me.
the wonder, awe and curiosity that fuels childhood has been replaced with a sick sense of drive and a score sheet. one of the most basic of human elements, kindness, has long been forgotten. traded in for what? the next accomplishment that can be quantified, measured and duly rewarded?
i am not suggesting we all sit in the church basement and sing kumbayah, or become tree huggers or even soft. but would a little more human decency be that difficult? couldn't we try and catch people doing something right instead of something wrong?
my soul is weary of the finger-pointing, judgmental, condescending attitudes that run rampant. maybe i am just as guilty as what i write . . .
Most insightful Jaleen. I know that my best days involve much forgiveness and kindness and very little noticing or reporting what others have done. Thank you for the reminder.
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