Yesterday I met a stranger, a stranger of background, a stranger
to my environment but no stranger to my humanity. I sensed a language in his
eyes, it was a sad one. Eyes can talk and this time it was through tears. The power
of silence is tested in motions that have only he who feels and only who sees witness
it. He looked at me and his tears spoke to me. Our humanity was “DEATH”, the
end that we will all reach, the moment where all of us beings and animals have
no say or power. “I didn’t know what the feeling of sadness meant, and people envied
for that.” He said. “and now all I know is sadness” he cried. I tried to ease
his pain with personal losses that drew a shock on his face. His eyes drew an
image of “SUPER WOMEN” on me. I proceeded and forced to minimalize his story,
but no loss could be minimalized. He lost his dearest friend to a system that
has no friends, to a system that builds enemies and tears walls. I think we fear the devil hypothetically not realizing
we are surrounded by many. I insisted to draw a smile on his face that will
wipe the tears. “You see in life, you can manipulate reality!” I explained. He looked
angry and confused. “Well to me A is in NYC, W in London, L in Boston, A in
zahle….” His confusion grew. There are times in life when people are taken away
by the rules of life that will be served to all of us, to face it we can just
pretend and imagine. Life can be cruel, but we have been born with tools that
allow us march on. Today we lose, tomorrow we gain or vice versa. But no matter
how, where, and when always know that the only Man standing is God. So when you
fall he will lift you up. And yes I am SUPER WOMAN.
Mourn when needed, but don't make it a fashionable Habit.
Super Woman for the time being
MK
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