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| Subject | Innocent People (I look at your picture) |
| DateCreated | 2/12/2007 12:55:00 AM |
| PostedDate | 2/12/2007 12:51:00 AM |
| Body | and a place for the comfort and a place for each toy there's a place for the grieving and a place for the blessed and this place is myspace, in case you've not guessed and when was the last time you confessed? this one goes out to the sad eyes I see as I wander the streets and alleys of my space long into the night... this one is for the ones who are afraid to approve a friend request or who try to hide in this very public place... I mean, think about it, this is a public bulletin board anyone with a computer can see, why come here if it's just to tack a sealed envelope containing your secrets to the wall?... there are so many more private online communities, still public bulletin boards, but with hundreds, not millions looking in each day... still, I wish you would open up and feel more secure about yourself and more, feel the potential for positive sharing that can happen here... sure, reality is that two thirds of humans will not be able to afford a computer in their lifetimes, two thirds of humans consider themselves lucky if they get to eat each day... but hundreds of millions, maybe up to a billion humans will be online in the next decade or so (maybe sooner) and we have the opportunity to reach out and share our concerns, our hopes, our visions, our dreams, and our honest feelings with people from so many different parts of this world... how can we justify ignoring this opportunity to open our minds and share our hearts and reach for understanding and common ground as human beings in this world where political and ideological conflicts threaten our very existence?... the cynic in me responds by reminding me we can ignore this opportunity as easily as we ignore the poisons we consume or discard each day, as easily as we ignore the many millions of starving children or other innocents dying long before their natural life span should end... but this entry is not one for the soap box derby, it is a more personal message... this one is my attempt to take this opportunity to confess... I care... as cynical or corrupt or hypocritical or ambivalent or angry or irreverent or flippant or apathetic or fed up as I might get, I care... I care about you... I don't expect you to respond, but my mailbox is open, my phone on (and the number is scattered through my entries here and other places)... you are very welcome to test my sincerity... and I trust that you will know who you are when you read this... I see your sad eyes I know that you're lonely do you feign surprise? I wish I could hold you tell you it's alright for everyone's lonely alone every night I look at your myspace I see your despair you wonder why do it will anyone care? I wish I could be there I would hold your hand and let you know someone you can understand we are innocent people we've all made mistakes we've not had the best luck we've had some bad breaks we don't want to be angry or cynical yet there are things that still hurt us and things we regret and things we would rather just sooner forget maybe someday an answer will knock on our door and remind us that living is what we're here for maybe someday a reason will reach deep inside and touch us and mean it where we are denied and maybe you would rather I not see you hide but I look at your picture and see you have cried when I look at your picture I see every tear you have cried and I wish I could show you you're not as alone as you may be feeling there out on your own and I wish I could help you find comfort and peace for I look at your picture and see a smile wanting release we are innocent people we've all made mistakes we've not had the best luck we've had some bad breaks we don't want to be angry or cynical yet there are things that still hurt us and things we regret and things we would rather just sooner forget maybe someday an answer will knock on our door and remind us that living is what we're here for maybe someday a reason will reach deep inside and touch us where it hurts where we've been denied and maybe you would rather I not see you hide but I look at your picture and say that's a lie when I look at your picture I see you want someone to love you you want someone to touch you inside and I wish I could show you you're not as alone as you may be feeling there out on your own and I wish I could help you find comfort and peace for I look at your picture and see a smile wanting release a beautiful smile and a heart wanting release we are innocent, people, because we do not wake up with any intent to hurt anyone... we do not go out into our day with any plans to hurt anyone... sure, we can do better in helping each other, in taking care of each other and the planet, in living up to the ideals we'd like to call our own... but it is not our intention to destroy or hurt... it is our fear, our loneliness, our insecurity, our misunderstanding that leads us to close our eyes and blindly support the destruction of the planet – or a people who are different from us in some way... we have the opportunity to be honest here... we have the opportunity to think aloud and really say ((write) what we mean... and most important of all, we have the opportunity to try to understand our differences and reach for our common ground... except for a very few who need medical care, we all want peace... we all want our children – or at least ourselves if we have no children - to feel and be safe... we all want to live a good life and not feel pain... we have the opportunity to settle differences with a pen and keyboard as humans have never been able to do before... I hope enough of us choose to do that before this opportunity passes... in every language, in every way, in everything you do, I wish you peace... |