Their Eyes Closed

It's a shame we never really see people how they really are, choosing instead to see them as we want them to be, or as we remember them. And, when that happens, we prevent their growth; we hold them back, we stifle them. We do it because we encourage them to be what we know; what we are comfortable with - usually, at a great discomfort to them.

I have tried many times, in many ways, to merge friends from one world of mine to another... failing always. For it seems from where there was one, there cannot be two. Les jeux, ils sont faits.

Those who think they know me can never accept the real person inside; it is impossible for me to express her to them ... they simply refuse to see anything but what they already know. My friends live with their eyes closed.

As such, they will never know who I am or the gifts I bring. I don't blame them for that... and I don't fault them for it. It must just be too hard, too complicated, or too uncomfortable.

I am, however, finished with the pain of this life, and finished with trying to build a bridge between the two ... for it is a gap that cannot be crossed unless taken down through the valley, and it is clear that I walk it alone.

I know I am not unique to continue to have evolved my consciousness for 33 years; to have continually made myself a better person in every way I am aware of through diet, exercise, knowledge, and self-examination... to me, that's the point of being alive.

"An unexamined life is not worth living." - Socrates

It seems that to most people though, the person you are at 16 is the person you are at 60. Such people are doomed to never reach wisdom.

I have thought long and deep about this and with every train of thought, the tracks always come to the same conclusion:

You can never know the real person I am as long as you keep alive the memory of the one I was.

My friends have failed to keep up with the person I am, and I can no longer be the person they remember, so I say farewell to the normals.

I hardly knew ye; but ye hardly knew me.