Selfish
My mind has been going about 300 miles per hour all day so I'm going to try and slow it down and pick out enough to make a meaningful blog post. I am so very selfish. There are billions of other people in the world all with their own trials, fears, weaknesses, and insecurities just like me, and yet I sit around and mope about my meaningless problems. I just need to forget about myself. I need to get outside myself and look around. I know that if I just look around I can find someone who needs a little lift. I can find someone who's burden is just a bit too heavy and carry a bit of their load. God put us on this earth with other people for a reason. If we were supposed to wander around this earth all on our own we wouldn't have been born into families; we wouldn't be compelled to form relationships and emotional closeness to others. We have others here with us on our journey so that we can help each other along the way. We need to turn our focus outward on others and our problems will get taken care of. If someone else doesn't step in and help out then God will. He knows about my struggles and He knows that I need help. I just need to find those who are sad, lonely, or afraid and be there for them and do what I can for them.
"What if we got outside ourselves and there
really was an outside out there, not just
our insides turned inside out? What if there
really were a you beyond me, not just
the waves off my own fire, like those waves off
the backyard grill you can see the next yard through,
though not well—just enough to know that off
to the right belongs to someone else, not you.
What if, when we said I love you, there were
a you to love as there is a yard beyond
to walk past the grill and get to? To endure
the endless walk through the self, knowing through a bond
that has no basis (for ourselves are all we know)
is altruism: not giving, but coming to know
someone is there through the wavy vision
of the self’s heat, love become a decision."
-"Altruism" By Molly Peacock
"What if we got outside ourselves and there
really was an outside out there, not just
our insides turned inside out? What if there
really were a you beyond me, not just
the waves off my own fire, like those waves off
the backyard grill you can see the next yard through,
though not well—just enough to know that off
to the right belongs to someone else, not you.
What if, when we said I love you, there were
a you to love as there is a yard beyond
to walk past the grill and get to? To endure
the endless walk through the self, knowing through a bond
that has no basis (for ourselves are all we know)
is altruism: not giving, but coming to know
someone is there through the wavy vision
of the self’s heat, love become a decision."
-"Altruism" By Molly Peacock
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