"The glory of God is a human being fully alive." - St. Irenaeus of Lyons
I can’t believe the absurdity of it all…yet, that is exactly my point
Life is absurd when it lacks meaning, and it even more so when we
Adhere to a strict ruling, and near the end…one wishes for less regrets as well as….a wish to smoke a Cuban cigar on the shore of La Habana. I want to scream at the top my lungs on the summit of a mountain – the one I feared that I could not conquer!
I want…to fall asleep on the arms of someone who loves me, as do I. I want to take a big bite out of life, and savor it with delight, as it melts in my mouth like milk chocolate. I want to drool, and slobber over it and swallow it with gluttony! I want to feel ALIVE, l want to fall in love; I want to be challenged, forgiven, grateful, and full to my maximum capacity! I want to join a rock and roll band, or moonlight in a jazz band
I want to face fear and wrestle it to the ground, and kick the shit out of it, and then, make peace with it. I want to be a worldly man and make love to a Nigerian, Cambodian, and Brazilian girl. I want to make little girls giggle, and see their eyes twinkle, when I perform a magic trick. I want to see the admiration in their eyes, and know they think that I’m cool like that. I want to live to see someday grandkids, who’ll think I’m cool like that
I want to dance to the beat of my drum, to be a fool and laugh outloud and lack much care for others’ opinions of me. I’ve learned the hard way, that one can’t please everyone all of the time, and besides, there lurks in human nature that, which relishes to see you fucked. Like the ravenous roar of the crowds in the Roman coliseums, as the prisoners were fed to the lions, and an innocent was sacrificed like a lamb
I want to read Bin Laden's caught, for there is still so much pain, and needed closure, and mistrust -- as to how it really went down. Yet that is a prime example of the absurd. The herd graze the lawn, while the masses are distracted with the same shit on every Hollywood glossy magazine, as if It’s imperative that we be informed…of those. I’m sorry…I am complaining again. How much time have I spent complaining in my life? Favorite topic
Of conversation is to bitch, no doubt. OK, I will monitor that, but I won’t shut up, because omission is as much a sin as acquiescing is. I want to travel to far away places with very light baggage. I want to recapture the joy of my childhood, and accept everyone else with the same openness of kindergarden – before I was tainted by prejudice, fears and narrow mindedness. And if this is my return ticket, please God, make it quick and painless!
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