Empathy

Empathy isn’t sympathy necessarily. It’s the ability to recognize the presence of an emotional state even if you don’t understand why it’s present or what caused it. A society, a country, a world cannot grow closer together if the parts that create it don’t come to recognize what makes it. Empathy is a great beginning to making that growth start.

“That’s not my problem.”

“Those aren’t my people”

“Why should I care?”

These are the thoughts that counteract the very action required to start to care. We should care because we are human and in many cases if we can replace the object of scrutiny with our own image we might begin to see why it matters.

But that’s hard to do for various reasons. It’s not an easy thing to take ourselves out of our own comfort zone and to force ourselves to be uncomfortable for a second. Sometimes that second is all it takes to learn a little bit of empathy.

To realize sometimes what’s really important in the moment isn’t always about ourselves.

-Opinionated Man

44.1

She

She’ll cry a thousand cries but never shed a tear.

I’ll wait for her a million moments or maybe just a year.

It’ll come, will it come, our time just to be.

Away from what takes us away, our love will never flee.

We dance the night, come stay the night, laying fears to rest.

I hold her hand, we finally hold hands, and find our very best.

Come stay with me and we’ll finally be better than an unshed tear.

Looking back, don’t look back, walk forward just to be.

-OM

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BS

From yahoo.com.

Rehomed him… like a pet dog. After using this kid to make money on videos and then “it got to be too much so we gave him away.” WoW.

Some people deserve to go to hell.

Adoption isn’t a hobby you just decide one day you don’t want to do. And you run a YouTube channel trying to teach people about parenting and family values? I hope they lose all their monetary advertisements and have to get real jobs.

They should be ashamed. And “Rehomed” isn’t even a real word.

Makes me furious.

-Opinionated Man

A Nod to Poe

How sweet is the tender touch as I caress your every limb.

Our lips meet and thoughts collide on each and every sin.

Even as I take you into my warm embrace.

I smother the image by destroying your very grace.

Transforming now our reality to fantasy.

Pain brings the passion to ecstasy.

You shudder, I feel you tremor to your bones.

A sweet sensation adding to the quiet undertones.

Softly now, gently I lay you down.

I board you up inside with the golden crown.

And there dies the buried light.

Another name, another dove takes flight.

-OM