The thing they never tell you is that people break like bones. Sometimes wholly. Sometimes only when the weather changes. But sometimes your life, your essence, your reality has a limp that stays with you for keeps. The people around you may notice, often slightly, but occasionally undeniably, that you are defective. Many will have words, gods, potions or platitudes to mute the wound so that no one has to hear any more about it. And others, they just stay away. All believe they have the answers, that is, until they break too, unlike you, but just the same.
the insightful part of your post is that we're all broken ... I like to surround myself with friends who understand me and are compassionate.
ReplyDeleteAn angel shows the viewer the difference between heaven and hell. Both images show a group of people gathered around a table with a pot of nourishing food in the center. Each person holding their broken arms in a cast outstretched to the pot in order to fill their spoons.
Hell is this image with the people sweating and struggling to try to feed themselves while unable to bend their arms in order to allow them to get the food into their mouths…
Heaven, the angel shows the person, looks exactly like the first room except the people are having a great time enjoying the food and interacting over a meal…the difference is that in heaven the people have learned to feed each other.