Pardon Me... ~

Pardon me.

There is but one arrogance that destroys
Here...

It is the thought "I".

This I" could have been any-one.

This I 'you' desperately hold on to (if you do, that is) could have been
the child who is dying of AIDS in Africa, the beggar who lives on any
street in any land, near or far, the IRS agent who called you in, the
child who beat up your child, the lover who ravished your wife. The
husband who abuses 'you'. The guru who harmed you by being human.
The aborigine who is dreaming in the outback. The Iraqi householder
who lost 2 family members in the last bombing and the American soldier
who flew the plane.

The stories of who the "I" am <is> are endless.

And look: there, right there, where you sit, what arrogance do 'you'
carry because it is 'you who sit?

"I" could have been anyone, "I" could have been "you".

Be gentle with me/us.



5/2005