Hello there, how are you doing today? I’m doing alright. I wasn’t going to do a post today but decided it might be therapeutic for me to write about what happened to me yesterday on Facebook.
A person who had “friended” me on Facebook blindsided me with “words of knives” yesterday. After a series of posts from him with just how he was feeling and it was all negative, he had made a couple posts about seeking solitude and I made the comment for him to be careful that solitude didn’t become isolation….I’ve been there. I was concerned about him! Well apparently he didn’t want to hear that and proceeded to stab me with words like a person might abuse someone they know very well with words and regret it later. I let him know I didn’t mean to insult him if I had and that he hurt my feelings with his words and then unfriended him. Up until recent days, he had made posts of “rainbow and unicorns and Love” and then SNAP! I don’t know what happened but I had to let him go with love. May be it was karmic? When people have made posts that are racist, promote violence, hate and division I let them know how I feel but always try not to attack the person personally. He attacked me personally….ouch! Words can hurt.
I suspected I was “too happy” again and kind of had been waiting for the other shoe to drop to snap me back to center…I can thank this person for that if anything right? Kyle knew I was upset about what happened….I grabbed my broom and started sweeping the floor lol. Whenever I do that after something like this happens, that’s Kyle’s cue that I’m hurt or pissed off. I was very hurt.
Is this why I see people just playing the voyeur role on Facebook more and more? They don’t acknowledge a post with even a “like” for fear of reprisal or scorn (or fear of getting fired from their jobs) ? When we express our opinions in text there is no context for the text and it is so easy to misunderstand what someone means by what they’ve typed. If this person I unfriended yesterday had said what he did to me to my face, we might of had a chance to make amends directly….you can’t do that in cyberspace.
This morning I’ve come to realize that this entity we call the Internet has enough information to be just as psychotic as an actual living being. With all we put forth into the multitudes of storage servers like “the Cloud,” we have created a cybernetic consciousness…almost a God. I say almost because there is no heart in this electronic God….that is left to us….those yet flesh and blood.
After what happened with this man yesterday, I found myself questioning all my relationships….things that I thought were friendships but more like business transactions really. There are people that have come in and out of my life that seemed genuine, but as I reflect on them now, I was a potential client…a source of revenue…more than friend material. There are also people that come into our lives that have something to teach us and won’t be with us our entire lives…just long enough to deliver the message we are intended to receive from them…the lesson(s) only they can teach us. The old- “friends for a reason, a day a year a season”…thing. I realize that this whole experience was meant to be a catalyst for me in this area. I will thank him for that.
Each other – 23 July 2016 by Jackie Wygant
When we run and fall
When we are down on bloodied knees
Barely able to crawl
Who will reach out their hand to raise us up
Who will wipe our tears
Reassure us with honesty when all we hear are sugar-coated lies
Each other…..each other
All of us flesh and blood
Mothers, Fathers, Sisters and Brothers
We may not share the same last name
But our blood is red….
All just the same.
My prayers go to Munich Germany…..yet another eruption of gun violence and death from yesterday. I am trying to view these things as the birthing pains to a new creation. Giving birth, I’ve been told, hurts so bad you want to die….but you don’t. Instead you push through the pain until that moment when a new voice cries out for it’s Mother at the top of it’s brand new lungs…..”I’M HERE!”
PS – I tried one of the tiny green apples this morning for breakfast and it was a green apple with a flower aftertaste if that makes sense! I’m alive several hours later so it wasn’t poison lol! What a tasty surprise!