I wish this was a perfect world. That people didn’t kill and hurt each other. That we all took the time to really think of the consequences of what we do and say. That we would empathize. Sympathize. Care and be fair.
And I hope people are not crazy. That they do not treat others badly just for the perverse pleasure. That even if they are being wrong, that they somehow, mistakenly, think they are being right. That even if you and I have been forced apart, that someday the crazy will be burnt away by the light of logic and even mindedness.
The truth though is that even in my limited experiences on this spinning orb, I feel that these wishes and hopes are in vain. That the world will never be perfect, and never could be. That crazy is just so deep in some people that it might just be all they are.
But that isn’t so bad. Perfection is an ideal, not a need.
These bent and beaten Wishes and Hopes are good. They let us dream. And it is our dreams that change the world. Our dreams give us reasons to keep on keeping on. They let us get through pains and tears.
Because some things in life are bad. Wrong. They must be met.
Like war. Like not seeing you.
So, some must fight.
I have never been a tough guy. Never been much more than a aging child. But I see things so differently from a couple of years ago.
My life has been filled with loving family and friends. I have laughed more than most. Then things went rough. Part of that was the changes in my family. The breaking. The lessening. The loss.
Then I went looking for the edges of this world (Hint: there are none. The edges are in us).
Then you. Nothing was the same. Everything was better, even the frustration of dealing with fools.
I Miss you. I Love you. I have tried, so much. Constantly. And will continue. This is, like all the battles, all tied into the idea that the world can be better if we try. It is the trying that matters.
I don’t want to be overly dramatic. I have every reason to believe that we will again share a smile. I just like to make sure some thoughts make it to you no matter what.
Ta at to all. See you soon.
To quote the ancient wise men:
Information is
Not knowledge
Knowledge is
Not wisdom
Wisdom is not truth
Truth is not beauty
Beauty is not love
Love is not music
Music is the best...
