I got up this morning. I read the lesson and I thought, “Ok, enough with the poetry, already!” How many times can we dance around the truth? I picture a little kid (big people do it also) with his hands over his ears making sounds so he doesn’t have to hear the truth. He knows but he thinks that if he doesn’t listen he doesn’t have to really believe he knows.
Now I’m starting to do that, “I used to be, shit.” You can’t used to be, Ok! You either are or you’re not. Mr. compassion, I am not. I’m laughing as I am thinking, “What has gotten into me today?” Where? Who?
Do you know what really gets me? People who watch a movie and get all teary eyed over it. You know it’s not real. Right? Why get all emotional over it? You must like to get emotional. Right? You must want to live the fear and the pain otherwise you wouldn’t get that way. Right? Or we remember ever line in the movie. We get obsessed with knowing the actors and the story behind the actors and on and on. Talk, talk, talk, as though it really happened. It’s a moment of entertainment only. Shut it off!
Or then we have the nightmare. I can understand getting all worked up over it but once you wake up you know it was not real. Why continue with the emotion? Why talk about it all day long as if it really happened? Why “relive” the pain. You must enjoy it. Right? Otherwise you wouldn’t do it. What are my words of compassion to you? “Get over it!”
In “A few Good Men” Jack Nicholson screamed, “You want the truth! You can’t handle the truth!”
So let’s pretty it up a bit for you. Let’s package it nicely and put a cute little bow around it and call it a gift. Here. Take it. This is the gift of truth. This is the gift of understanding. You may not want to open it right away. It will really freak you out if you do so just keep it until you’re ready. You can look at the pretty package and know that you have understanding right at your finger tips should you want to take the next step. It may even make you feel better just knowing that it is there whenever you may feel the need to access it.
If the dream is nice you can just keep the truth in its package. If the dream is not nice you can wait until it gets nice. You’re convinced that it will. Right? If the dream turns into a terrible nightmare and you just can’t take it anymore, take the plunge. Open the gift.
Or, for those of you with fortitude, those that just have to know regardless of the consequences. Go for it now. What have you got to lose? A life, maybe? You may find out that it’s not all that it’s cracked up to be, anyway?
“I turn on the tube and what do I see
A whole lotta people cryin’ ‘don’t blame me’
They point their crooked little fingers at everybody else
Spend all their time feelin’ sorry for themselves
Victim of this, victim of that
Your momma’s too thin; your daddy’s too fat”
“Get over it
Get over it
All this whinin’ and cryin’ and pitchin’ a fit
Get over it, get over it”
-Eagles – Get Over It
You see? We know, we just pretend that we don’t!
