I dont think you can fix the problems in the congo or africa or anywhere by "fixing" yourself. Maybe its pessimistic, but all the people in all the world would have to "fix" themselves in order for the world to operation in a perfect rhythym. The wolves are always there in every person. Every choice we make every idea or thought shifts the balance from one to the other.
However, on the contrary, I do think that we need to consider ourselves servants to humanity. I dont consider that "fixing" I dont think you can fix the ultimately broken human. We have no warranties or repair policies. And I have always thought we humans are beautiful in our imperfections. Why does beauty always have to be roses and sunsets? I find beauty in the most strange places. A broken window, chipping paint, weathered metal...a flame of a torch, a broken spirit....maybe thats strange, but its true.....
Of course artists tend to see the world differently than "normal" people. Thank God....
There are so many people that come into my life broken and they flock to me...its so weird...they expect healers hands and an herbalists salve made by me, for them....I find this so perplexing...
But it happens every day...in the smallest and biggest ways....
It takes so little to really care about other people and so much to care about myself. Im still trying to figure that one out.
cont...Im sure
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