Murder
How does it happen? One of my biggest epiphonies (?) of this past year (i have one of these each year), is that there is this fundamental thread of life that connects everything in it. This means that the president is a regular person, like me. This means that being aboard the International Space Station is something I can relate w/. Yet, this also means that horrific murder and ethnic "cleansing" like what happened in Kosovo or the macheties of Rwanda is as real as any experience I have had. Travel has really helped formulate this understanding. Yet it is rather traumatic to realize that I am who killed, I am the raper, the murder, the explorer, the surgeon, the torturer, the musician and poet. All are in me, all I am with. It scares me, and after watching a movie on some of the atrocities of Kosovo, I feel like taking a deep bath and scrubbing my humanity from my skin. What does this thing of being human really mean anyway?
((btw, I am listening to Lifehouse, a rather nice band of which i just bought their new self-titled ablum))
posted by globalphysics @ 11:57 PM
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It's like that Hindu saying that I cannot currently remember the words of , but translated roughly, "that which you see, you are." I think being human is the most profoundly frightening thing I've ever set out to do. Is the reason we are so riviveted by accounts of atrocities because we know that we could have been the one to commit them? Or is it that we are thrilled to be alive when so many others are not?
(I want the new lifehouse! :) )
It's really disturbing, isn't it? :(
I agree with Sparkala.
It's strange to think that amidst all of the wonder and beauty in this world and in the sheer being of humanity is such depravity and malice. Being human is both hideous and divine. *shudder*
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