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Flashes from the camera took me on a train back home. The broken walls , heart and just the shattered glass on the floor. Voices erupted off the glass pieces as I stepped on. "Sir, ek photo, Sir one ..." The flashes continued to brighten as I pulled my shades and the shadows of my eyes took me back home, standing infront of the mirror looking at the reflection behind me. The slaps you took for me. The words that spilt out of his lips like those argosies that let out their oils into the ocean. A chain around me that protected me as I walked towards the stage. "Saw his attitude, so arrogant" heard this in between the clicks. The voices faded out, a piece of glass from the past sat me down on the floor, my footprint was laid in blood on the floor. I sat holding both my legs but my breath louder as it faded me Into the present. "Sir wait here." I watched her walk to other crew. "5...4...3.." Everyone followed the Emcee on the stage. "Maa, this one's for you" I shut my eyes as they reached 1 and my anxiety kicked in as I was deafened. ".....The award goes to Anshul" I heard as I exhaled and stepped up to the stage, bright lights penetrating through, as I stepped down the stairs from my past, the shadows in between all the ones below and my eyes. I smiled with the prize. I held the mic closer than it was supposed to be. "This is for you" I pointed to an empty chair as I looked up to the sky, behind the shadows
OH WHAT A TANGLED WEB WE WEAVE... by Carolyn Glackin We are a realm of writers. Whatever else we may or may not be, we are always that. We are intricately bound and united by the finely woven fabric of the very words we weave. Most of the time, those words are woven with kindness, thus peace prevails throughout the realm. But sometimes, there are words here that have been angrily, and perhaps hastily woven and they have a ripple effect that can be felt by all. Imagine the web of a spider for a moment, if you will. As much as many people seem to fear and abhor spiders, I think we can all agree that a lot of time and effort goes into the making of their webs, and when they're finished, I daresay that they're a thing of beauty. Have you ever seen the way the sun shines gently through a web that's been touched by morning dew? Did you notice the fine details and precision with which the web was created, and how magical it looked as the early morn sun shining on the dew seemingly set it aglow? Have a look sometime... It may not change your mind about spiders, but perhaps you'll at least appreciate the fine artistry and craftsmanship they're capable of. With that web still in mind, imagine each Mirakeean as being positioned somewhere on our finely woven, interconnected web of words. Though we are many, that web unites us as one. When we're all getting on amicably, good vibes radiate throughout the web, setting off a gentle warmth akin to a setting sun's afterglow. That's a lovely feeling, right? No one's complaining or disgruntled about that... But how about when we're not getting on so well? When we're unkind, disrespectful, unfair, or judgmental... Also consider those times when one or more among us are purposely downright cruel... Do you think any part of the web could or would remain untouched by that? No. Not even the most remote corner would be unaffected. And let me tell you, it's palpably unpleasant. As an empath myself, I suppose it's possible that I may be more aware of this sort of thing than others; but I find it very hard to believe that there could be anyone among us who doesn't experience these subtleties to some degree, because as I said, we are connected, and therefore subject to any ripples of emotion that flow throughout the web. So, thinking of spiders again, what happens when some minor wind blows and one tiny corner of the web disconnects from where it was securely fastened moments ago? It destabilizes, right? It's now weak, vulnerable, at risk for further harm and injury. And I'm sure it's not a far stretch of the imagination for you to guess where I'm headed with this... We, too, are weakened, destabilized, left vulnerable, and at risk of further harm and injury when we begin tearing each other down, and in turn, weaking the very fabric that binds us. Unlike the spider though, we have a different set of solutions at our disposal. The very thing that unites us can also tear us apart; and yet that same thing that can unite us and tear us apart can also heal us. Let that sink in for a moment, because as seemingly simple as it may sound, I can't help but think that it's somewhat of a miracle! I mean, what else do we know of that has that range of abilities? So, here's what I'm saying: We're not expected to be perfect. We aren't expected to get along all the time. There may, in fact, be some among us who, despite their better efforts, won't ever get along; and that's ok, that's part of life. Even in that situation though, mutual respect and common decency must be maintained. So, as sentient, thinking beings, we have the ability to reason and think things through. We have, at any given moment, a multitude of options, and the wherewithal to make choices, preferably sound ones. We can choose to be aware of the short and long term ramifications our words may have on the people to whom we're saying them, and the situations in which we're using them. Are we strengthening the web, or are we weakening it? Because there's always a choice. And each day, through your own words, you are making that choice, whether knowingly or unknowingly. We would all do well to become more aware of the choices we're making. It's a matter of creating and manifesting with purpose, rather than by default. With that being said, I have a great deal of faith in all of us, so I'd like to put each and every one of us up to a task. I propose that we choose to be mindful of our choices and their probable outcomes. I propose that we do our utmost best to be kind, civil, respectful, compassionate, helpful, and nonjudgmental toward our fellow writers (and better yet, all of humankind). I propose that we make no hasty decisions or assumptions before speaking, that we give each other the benefit of the doubt, and that whenever there's a grievance or a disagreement, we attempt to place ourselves in our fellow writer's shoes, so as to get a sense of their side of things. And on those occasions when we let our anger and emotions get the better of us, and we've been hurtful and caused a rift in the web, may we be humble enough to come forward, admit our wrongdoing, offer a heartfelt apology, and patch up the web to the best of our ability. And as I view all of humankind as one, this analogy would really apply everywhere and anywhere in our lives. Just as we exist here on an interconnected web of writers, so too, do we exist on a beautifully woven web with all that lives and breathes in this world. With all of that in mind, I ask that you do all that you can to maintain and uphold your own small part of the web, which includes being kind, loving, and respectful toward yourself. That alone, will have a far greater impact that you would imagine, and will result in far reaching positive effects throughout the web of life. Beyond that, you can send thoughts of love and peace out to all, and rest assured, it will reach them. Weave well, dear writers... weave well. Copyright Carolyn Glackin 9/29/2018.
*Title credit: The title of this piece is derived from a quote by Sir Walter Scott. Aside from the title, all other words are my own.
*Image credit: 'Web of Life,' by waterbender010 of DeviantArt.
Thank you for bearing with this rather lengthy piece. It's very appreciated.
REGARDING REPOSTS: Until I'm better and back on here in full capacity, I will refrain from any reposting. If I can't be on long enough to repost everyone, I feel the most fair option is to not repost anyone. Thank you for understanding. Blessings, Carolyn
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