Today I woke up with a hurting heart, but it wasn't from medical problems. It was from a forgotten love of my past that painfully reentered my dreams.
During these dreams, I felt as if I were reborn. I felt the feeling of love again without a worry in the world. It was she who made me happy, it was she who opened my heart and committed murder to all my pain. However, this murder wasn't total death. The pain came back and it came back to stay.
Now it's infected and peroxide doesn't even foam..........so maybe I'm not normal? I'll probably never see her again in this life unless she continues to peacefully visit my dreams.
If she does, maybe one day I can stay, stay with her in another world, stay with her in another time, stay with her by not waking up..........at least my heart will never hurt again!
So many people are talking on phones across the world.
So many don't even think about the amazing telephone.
You are so far away...but I can hear you just fine.
There is no face to face...
But I can see you in my mind.
Your voice is traveling beyond the word of speed.
My voice is reacting at the perfect time you need.
The phone is so amazing...I look at it and stare.
I wonder how you hear me...
I wonder why I care?
So many people are talking from Europe to Japan.
So many conversations between the U.S. and Iran.
So many people are talking...while they're all alone.
So many people are using...
The amazing telephone
I can't truly say that I feel the pain of the paralyzed. However, I can truly say that I would do anything to help heal a wounded heart. Not being able to move or control your body is one of the scariest things known to me.
When I witness people trapped in these chairs created to travel, it takes my breath away and stops my heart. Just knowing that there is a power as strong as a person living with everyday stillness is an overwhelming inspiration to me. And should be to us all!
What can be done to let them walk again? What I wouldn't give to see them rise and stand. Maybe one day an unnatural cure will come. Maybe one day the disadvantage will be conquered. The growing confusion between happy and sad, bad and good, continues to react back and forth in the minds of the committed victims.
So if the partying isn't enough, if the drugs and alcohol aren't enough, shouldn't a paralyzed body set an example?
What if you were that overweight person sitting in the corner, thinking everyone in the room has looked at you at least once and had something negative to say?
What if you were one half of that elderly couple that was wanting so badly to be young again, but were still so cool?
What if you were that patient laying in a hospital bed not knowing if you were going to live or die?
What if you had a chance to save somebody else's life, but you wussed out because you were too worried about your own?
Put yourself in other people's worlds, experience the look through other people's eyes, learn the territory, and make yourself at home. If you can truly understand and overcome this obstacle, then maybe one day we will all be equal, maybe one day we will all agree on decisions, maybe one day our worries won't be problems.
What if again?
Our journey begins.