it's taken me four days to begin the task of really finding it within myself to go ahead with a good deconstruction.
i look and prod and search for those defining traits within me, the ones which help make me complete and interactive with the universe around me, and the list comes up short and hollow.
it's going to be fine
amid the destruction of last week, it's hard not to feel selfish in these trite daily series of systematic reflection, which seems more socio-cultural fluff, than actually convincing me that they're worth the time or second glance. and perhaps i am wrong.
so, i stop short of berating myself for existing, and just merely browse daily snippets of odd bouts of untimely pride and out-of-left-field moments of simple pleasing clarity.
we'll find each other
is it enough to just let those who can do the most for those who can't, go ahead and take on those by-the-second challenges, while i figure my thing out? i believe so.
it's knowing that it is not unselfish to not be able to help. to acknowledge those situations and occurrences while silmultaneously validating that there is pain resounding throughout the region; brief moments of hope and optimism littered throughout existent chaos.
amid these fleeting moments.
- (c) baystar 2005 -
although it looks horrid, this time we are all sharing here,
we, as a species, will be okay.
i thusly will decline to post further death-toll count updates, out of repect for the people who did not survive the tsunami.
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excerpt:
"...the juxtaposition of tourists on the beach where thousands died a week ago was odd, as was watching relatively normal beach activities while knowing hundreds of thousands elsewhere were in desperate need of aid." (cnn.com)
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