I know there are some words you will never get to see, words that have so much more meaning than lonely tears falling in slow motion one by one and even more meaning than the songs written with a broken heart at 2 or 3 a.m. one summer morning. I realize that there are some images in my head I just cannot create on paper or canvass for you no matter how hard I try because some images would scare the world so much that they could cause the next world war or another ice age or something else completely catastrophic and I don't think my soul could handle the knowledge that I was responsible for something like that. I have come to terms with feeling things that have never been felt before as well as with feeling things that every human feels before they die because they are just that important to the human condition. The only problem with all of it though, is that, the human " to be born and each soul fragment to enter a body. And really, humans are nothing more than characters in a story much bigger than any of us could or have ever been on our own. A story that began at no particular person's birth, that will not end with one specific death. And I am so sorry that it took me so so long to understand this, to come to terms with the only lessons in life that actually give a damn in how you turn out when you take your final breath and think your very last thought. I am so sorry I ever let you believe that I failed you, because in all actuality I have come no where close to such a thing and I hope that you realize this. You were the greatest teacher I have ever known and I hope that when the eternal everything takes you back that you are given credit for that. I hope that all of your students have realized what it is you have only ever wanted from them.
P.s. I'm still not myself again, but am I at least mature enough for one last hug?
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