ink spots
unjaded
... sometimes i miss those days of naive youth when life was simple and straight-forward, like 1+1=2 ... when loving someone was just that, loving them; when everything was black & white; there were only good guys OR bad guys; the law was what IS right and good; there was only ONE unfluctuating set of ethics and moral standards; profit was not a motive; and the government always had our best interests in mind ... back when comfort & security could be found at the touch of a fingertip; wanting something was enough to make it a possibility; faith was more concrete than the world at face value; and everyday things gave us a sense of fascination, amazement, & awe ... it seems to be that the more different people I come into contact with, the more elaborate and nuanced my world becomes with light, depths, & shadows ... a realization that there are so many things beyond my grasp. if i really listen without assumptions and pretensions of my own experience, perspective, and opinion ... the lines will blur, morality becomes fuzzy, the gray areas will expand ... but with all that in consideration, there comes more clarity, space to grow, responsibility for the positions i take ....
[09.13.03]