There are reasons why at times my interactions with people seem strained. I say the wrong things. I limp through my social circles, everyone making way for my awkward presence. I bring up subjects deep and poignant. I provoke thoughts, thoughts you’re not accustomed to. I speak in a way you find odd. My accent tainted, not pure, not from any one place. The same with my mannerisms. I fidget with my hands in a crowd, unsure of how to hold them. I wonder if the way I’m standing is threatening. If a purse is left close to me, I walk away, believing you’ll accuse me if something is missing. Trying to drive with a thousand choices that are made instantly, provokes these social swerves that seem ungainly and make others uncomfortable.
that it is so hard to eradicate, especially when a fight or a hunt is promised as part of the fun.” – William James
There are those who live only to stalk as an aggressor and taker of life. This is why the gazelle cannot be kind to the lion, or invite him to dine and frolic together. If I treat the predator like a friend, with all the trust and vulnerabilities involved with that privilege, I‘ll present myself as a meal. It’s nothing personal for them to hunt me, that’s what they do. Leave the lion alone, why do I wish to fight? A fight is necessary for survival, but the better part of wisdom is to stay away from those whose dinner is my flesh. The kindness of our hearts is a weakness which must be balanced with the necessary facts of life, leave the lion alone and steer clear from the jaws that will look pleasant from a distance but have your throat in an instant.
First published in Opinionsofeye.com
‘That is the only time a man can be brave,’ his father told him.”
― George R.R. Martin, A Game of Thrones
“Muddy water, let stand, becomes clear.”― Lao Tzu