lies…all lies and pompous talk.
Lies…all lies and pompous talk.
I read something from daily prayer online yesterday. It speaks about how forgiveness must be given to the offender N number of times as one compassionate man named “Jesus” would put it.
It felt good to read something like that after a long time of being trapped in a seeming endless struggle of emptiness, loneliness and darkness.
I said to myself never to write on such heavy notes again. But let me indulge just for a little while still.
What began as a simple recall of fond memories of a friend turned sour this afternoon.
What simply was an innocent and heartwarming recollection of days gone by was turned into something ugly by a self-imposed saint – some bighead you have become.
And am back to anger mode and it seems that no amount of silence on my part can appease a friend that I have become friends with the darkness and almost comfortable at it. Which means that I have accepted, despite my being forced into it — just because I have not the vaguest idea as to why and how is it that I deserve such loathing from someone.
It is still a mystery to me even to these days. Such contempt and loathing come as a big surprise coming from a pious person.
I find that really odd and disturbing — such unperturbed, brazen arrogance.
I cannot reconcile still between your piety and indifference.
Between your strict observance of the law and growing antipathy for me.
between your love for God and building a fortress that divides you and the rest of humanity. Or is it just me?
Smile a little…it won’t make you any less the saint you think of yourself.
You don’t have to be pompous all the time.
