Basically what I offer up is pretty meager. I am not apologizing for this, nor am I making a pretense of an excuse. It's meager. I get it. But it's all I have. All I truly have to offer so in a sense, it's not all that meager when viewed from this vantage point.
This is then the vantage point that I choose.
I examine my sighted path always keeping this in mind. It's not meager, really.
Despite the fact that I sometimes tweak those around me, it is never meant as an insult, but rather as a defense mechanism that is hair trigger in its response. Reflection leads to embarrassment, and far too often, embarrassment leads to humiliation. Yet what I offered, what I tried to offer, was never meager. No, it truly was not.
So, I will keep going in this direction. At times it's a conscious choice, while at others, it is hidden and the force that drives me has been embedded deeply following some Newtonian law that keeps it ever in motion. Significant, salient, at times unstoppable.
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