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[14 Jan 2013] [Original] Cornerstone
Title: Cornerstone
Day/Theme: 14. a little love song
Rating: G
The world you presented to me felt a little hopeless. It brought tears to my eyes and evoked images of loneliness so powerful that the gods themselves couldn’t fathom such loneliness.
So I wrote you a little love song, to make you feel wanted. I wrote you 134 words in under 20 minutes because I knew what to say. I knew what you needed to hear.
What you needed was validation of your existence, that someone other than yourself acknowledges your presence here on this earth. It was tricky, I admit. You didn’t want a “hey there darling, I see you’re here.” You wanted more than that. You wanted a “your place here in life is important, it influences everything around it.”
It’s like the difference between hearing and listening: rarely do the words we hear every day make it to our memories. Rarely do we remember things said in passing by strangers who mean nothing more than an incidental breeze – that is hearing. We listen when that breeze becomes an expected part of our internal worlds, where we not only acknowledge that breeze but cherish and accept the causes and effects of that breeze.
So I wrote you a little love song, to tell you that you’re more than just an incidental breeze. You’re a cornerstone. Pure light. Oxygen to the aerobic specimen. And without you, the foundation of life crumbles under the weight of gravity; the moon doesn’t glow; the youth can’t breathe.
And thus life ceases to be.
Day/Theme: 14. a little love song
Rating: G
The world you presented to me felt a little hopeless. It brought tears to my eyes and evoked images of loneliness so powerful that the gods themselves couldn’t fathom such loneliness.
So I wrote you a little love song, to make you feel wanted. I wrote you 134 words in under 20 minutes because I knew what to say. I knew what you needed to hear.
What you needed was validation of your existence, that someone other than yourself acknowledges your presence here on this earth. It was tricky, I admit. You didn’t want a “hey there darling, I see you’re here.” You wanted more than that. You wanted a “your place here in life is important, it influences everything around it.”
It’s like the difference between hearing and listening: rarely do the words we hear every day make it to our memories. Rarely do we remember things said in passing by strangers who mean nothing more than an incidental breeze – that is hearing. We listen when that breeze becomes an expected part of our internal worlds, where we not only acknowledge that breeze but cherish and accept the causes and effects of that breeze.
So I wrote you a little love song, to tell you that you’re more than just an incidental breeze. You’re a cornerstone. Pure light. Oxygen to the aerobic specimen. And without you, the foundation of life crumbles under the weight of gravity; the moon doesn’t glow; the youth can’t breathe.
And thus life ceases to be.