My dear restless tormented soul,
would you rather be a muddy puddle, or a deep blue lake?
would you rather be a muddy puddle, or a deep blue lake?
The lake is deep, broad and blue; it allows life to
form, sustains life inside and out. The puddle is a place to splash your feet
and get dirty; an annoyance that will wither away to a coat of thick mud when
the sun shines.
But what if you were a child who cannot
swim? For a child the puddle is the greatest of all playing grounds – he will
stomp and jump and laugh; get messy and muddy and wet. The lake? To a child the
lake is a danger – a place where one can die, a place that holds dark secrets
at the bottom of an abyss.
It is common wisdom that crying in movies is a folly
girlish thing. It's just so sad that this is how we think; it's sad to NOT cry
in movies. It is so easy to stroll past life ignoring it. It's so easy to live
without being alive, watch without seeing, notice without feeling. It's so easy
that most of the time most of us are like that. We do it so much – Barricade ourselves
from the world, turn off the details, turn off the little dots of light and big
patches of dark. We walk blindly, we ignore, we don't cry in the movies.
I believe you would rather be a lake than a puddle.
But, say no one could swim. Say everyone was a toddler who may drown in the
lake, would you still rather be a lake than a puddle? Vice and virtue mix in
respect to cultures and the people about you; what is to the great swimmer a virtue
is to the toddlers a vice.
And you – you're no lake. You’re a fucking ocean, an
ocean in a monsoon. A force of nature so out-of-their-league they've never
considered you. So, when they come and say they will drown, would you rather be
a puddle, would you wish everyone can come in, get a little dirty and have you forgotten
with the first sunny day? They run away not because you are evil or not good
enough, they run away because you’re an ocean and they will drown. Being too
much sucks, but being nothing, well, being nothing is nothing. Wait just a bit,
there are more out there. They are there.
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