Thursday, December 22, 2011

Day 22: it'll be alright

Prompt: Everything’s OK. What was the best moment that could serve as proof that everything is going to be alright? And how will you incorporate that discovery into the year ahead? (The Dead Crew @sweetsalty)

the biggest and most repeated lie in the history of the world. 

When the shit hits the fan those around the victim will say:

"everything is going to be all right"

mainly because... it will. 

It used to drive me insane that my life could be turned upside down and the sun would continue to rise, the trains would continue to depart, on time... life ignores your tragedies.

Many moons ago I use to act. Once I played King Creon in a modern version of the Greek play Antigone. 

Creon  was mainly trying to avoid killing his own beloved niece, the main character,  who in turn  refused to allow  civilisation to rule  what she could or could not do, even if it meant loosing  her life. 

And I get the attraction to Antigone, but really, at the end of the day, as unromantic as it may be, Creon had it right: where would the world be if the animals refused to continue walking, eating and mating very time one of their off spring was  eaten by a lion. what would the world do if the moon and the stars actually refused to shine every time someone's life was touched by tragedy... 

Animals get up, rise and carry on. They don't question life, and there is a degree  of humbleness in those actions that  is beyond human ability. We humans still  think the sun revolves around the earth, mainly because we are in it. 


There isn't one moment. it has been a long hard learned process. A lot of mornings when the sun rose as expected. When the world did not end. I've had a few scares lately,  some of them quite   serious, but then the sun rose just when it was supposed to, the kids had to  be dressed to go to school, the bills had to be paid....

life waits for none, and as much as I would some times like to get off this somewhat mad train, there is something soothing about knowing that, no matter what, life does go  on. I know at some point tragedy will hit me. It's as much part of life as happiness and all the rest of it.   I know one day  it's going to hurt until it feels like the sun should be shut down, the stars should be pulled away... I just pray it is within the order of things, so that like an elephant, a deer or a monkey, I can get up the next morning, pay the bills, dress the kids, and do my part to keep this wonderful, wonderful world (of mine... there is another rather less wonderful parallel world) going.