04-06-2017, 05:35 AM
Over the Circumstances
I express a sentiment for an event I was not present at.
And can I make it clear that I really have no way to know what this event really was like,
only a potential imagination of how it might have been, for me specifically, not that it ever was;
I wasn't there, and in actual fact I cannot imagine what it would be like.
This could be attributed to lack of imagination, or a failure of empathy,
but for me it feels respectful to be frank about this.
If I was a person then, with whatever happenstance happening to me specifically, things would have been different; I would not be looking at it now, for starters. Perhaps if I was a person there, then, some detail might have been different. Not that I am saying it could have been averted, or that I would have done something different; I'm not trying to be arrogant.
Really, as an individual, any event you were not at is always a sad thing, be it a tragedy or otherwise. To be reading about any incident that could be described as an 'event' makes me feel concerned, no matter if it was a brutal piece of history or just Karen's birthday party.
I find myself not looking at the details of the event, but instead looking around myself in the current moment, to see that I am currently not in an event; that my reading about an event is actually hampering my potential participation in one. Perhaps I am too detached to be allowed in history, or even minor social functions. Too lofty to be connected to anything.
I just want to reach up and wave at the next reader.
I'd like to touch the by-line above, where the power is, trapped like insulated cables.
But I have nothing.
I express a sentiment.
I express a sentiment for an event I was not present at.
And can I make it clear that I really have no way to know what this event really was like,
only a potential imagination of how it might have been, for me specifically, not that it ever was;
I wasn't there, and in actual fact I cannot imagine what it would be like.
This could be attributed to lack of imagination, or a failure of empathy,
but for me it feels respectful to be frank about this.
If I was a person then, with whatever happenstance happening to me specifically, things would have been different; I would not be looking at it now, for starters. Perhaps if I was a person there, then, some detail might have been different. Not that I am saying it could have been averted, or that I would have done something different; I'm not trying to be arrogant.
Really, as an individual, any event you were not at is always a sad thing, be it a tragedy or otherwise. To be reading about any incident that could be described as an 'event' makes me feel concerned, no matter if it was a brutal piece of history or just Karen's birthday party.
I find myself not looking at the details of the event, but instead looking around myself in the current moment, to see that I am currently not in an event; that my reading about an event is actually hampering my potential participation in one. Perhaps I am too detached to be allowed in history, or even minor social functions. Too lofty to be connected to anything.
I just want to reach up and wave at the next reader.
I'd like to touch the by-line above, where the power is, trapped like insulated cables.
But I have nothing.
I express a sentiment.