They say we are, by nature, selfish.
But a simple gesture,
the warm hand on a stranger's weary shoulders,
tells me Whitman was right:
We are contradictions.
We are large.
We contain multitudes.
We are, by nature, far more than what they say.
Thursday, May 6, 2010
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Meh...nothing really to salvage here. Just forcing myself to write after a bunk day losing both my glasses and my iTouch at the National Mall.
The Haitian U-17 Female Soccer Team got me thinking about the compassion in us all.
If you have 10 minutes to kill, consider watching the below clip. It's emotionally engrossing:
http://myayiti.com/2010/05/videoe60-haiti-soccer-espn-com/
I don't know. I kind of like the redemptive quality at the end. I will check it out in a sec.
Christmas Eve. You depressed the crap out of me, but after watching that I think that your poem and it's message are extremely relevant.
Sorry for depressing you, buddy. Call it even. I still remember watching Transformers based on your recommendation: it was utterly depressing. Where were my Energon Cubes? Where was Soundwave? Where was the Shakespearean vye for power between Starscream and Megatron? Bah says I!!!
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