Discarded
I have always known that what you do not know can and oftentimes will hurt you. What I am coming to learn is that what you don't know has the power to haunt you. Here now, gone tomorrow. Will you agree that this is proper and necessary at times? What about when it comes to people? Individual beings with their own set of emotions, ideals, and free will just gone at the drop of a hat. You know what I mean. You have ignored that phone call or quieted the house due to that unexpected knock at the door. Avoided glances and deleted emails once you are done. DONE! Better you let the axe fall than they, right?
This was my mantra. When I am done with you, that is it, and you will no longer cohort with MayaInspire. Mind you there was never anything specific that would trigger my "poof powder." It could be anything from a disagreement; maybe you lost something of mine, or didn't do what I asked you to do. Maybe it had nothing to do with me; you just didn’t dress well enough to suit my middle-school taste. Whatever it was, once you were gone, rest assured I did not give you another stinking thought... until now.
I have been discarded on more than a few occasions and it was painful every time. I would always come up with some excuse to feel better like they will be lost without me or I'm better off without them. This is true in a few circumstances but on the whole, I was disappointed. It got me to thinking that maybe we as people are just discard machines. Always looking for the next great experience. A more exciting lover, an intriguing best friend, or a better coworker. Are we all living life constantly turning over the old for the new? Do I accept this for myself? Do I teach my son better, and if I do, can he carry this out on his own?
I think further and come up with this idea of the moment. I get lost in my moments especially when they are really good. Are some people meant to accompany you in life for the period of time you are acquainted? Once this capsule of time dissolves, one of you has to come up with some way out. Now begins the deleted emails and unreturned phone calls all in the name of an expired experience. That seems so rough and wrong. I suppose I would be a very exhausted woman if I attempted to keep in touch with everyone I have ever known. Would the exhaustion pay dividends when I look at how my life has been enhanced? Just wondering.
I believe that if I dig deep enough and exert enough effort, I can learn something from everything I am apart of. To be utterly honest with you (which I always try to be), I discard less because I let fewer people in. I would like to think of it as taking better care of MayaInspire. Not allowing the wrong people too close to her as they may be more vicious than she ever was. Realistically, I know that I have truncated my prospects for growth. The more people I truly know, the better off I will be. I suppose that is all I am really saying.
This was my mantra. When I am done with you, that is it, and you will no longer cohort with MayaInspire. Mind you there was never anything specific that would trigger my "poof powder." It could be anything from a disagreement; maybe you lost something of mine, or didn't do what I asked you to do. Maybe it had nothing to do with me; you just didn’t dress well enough to suit my middle-school taste. Whatever it was, once you were gone, rest assured I did not give you another stinking thought... until now.
I have been discarded on more than a few occasions and it was painful every time. I would always come up with some excuse to feel better like they will be lost without me or I'm better off without them. This is true in a few circumstances but on the whole, I was disappointed. It got me to thinking that maybe we as people are just discard machines. Always looking for the next great experience. A more exciting lover, an intriguing best friend, or a better coworker. Are we all living life constantly turning over the old for the new? Do I accept this for myself? Do I teach my son better, and if I do, can he carry this out on his own?
I think further and come up with this idea of the moment. I get lost in my moments especially when they are really good. Are some people meant to accompany you in life for the period of time you are acquainted? Once this capsule of time dissolves, one of you has to come up with some way out. Now begins the deleted emails and unreturned phone calls all in the name of an expired experience. That seems so rough and wrong. I suppose I would be a very exhausted woman if I attempted to keep in touch with everyone I have ever known. Would the exhaustion pay dividends when I look at how my life has been enhanced? Just wondering.
I believe that if I dig deep enough and exert enough effort, I can learn something from everything I am apart of. To be utterly honest with you (which I always try to be), I discard less because I let fewer people in. I would like to think of it as taking better care of MayaInspire. Not allowing the wrong people too close to her as they may be more vicious than she ever was. Realistically, I know that I have truncated my prospects for growth. The more people I truly know, the better off I will be. I suppose that is all I am really saying.







And well said Mayainspire! I am truly inspired at how you are able to get me to think a litlle deeper on matters concerning the human experience.
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Thanks, Rain. Just sharing a few things that run across my mind.
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This one really got me to thinking about how challenging it is to recieve the events that can add years to your existence. We are discarded not only by our friends and associates but also by our family which is the saddest thing that can happen. You have opened my eyes here.
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Thank you, Charles. I know what you're saying here.
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