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Periphery

a record of mundane things that have stuck in my mind, and what they may mean.

Monday, August 02, 2004

Streaming (of consciousness)Ö

Every time I drive on 294, I get overwhelmed with luxury around me. I drive a 2000 Camry, in nearly perfect condition. Nothingís broken. It drives fast. AC works. Radio, tape player, and the CD player work.

The toll-way has eight lanes most of the way, and then six. I donít often encounter traffic, and when I do, itís okay. Thereís a lot to think about.

The road is smooth, the sky is blue. Where there arenít green trees bordering the two sides, there is a tall beige wall. I come to a toll stop, and I donít have to stop, because I have an I-passóI can go 60 miles right through the stops.

I privileged in many waysÖ Iíve got personal possessions, my laptop for instance and my books, which a majority of the world canít dream of. I have enough to get a graduate degree. Today, my mother was going shopping and she asked if I needed anything. I need nothingÖ nothing at all. Iíve got every material object I need.

Iím grateful for my life and living. But realization like that brings responsibility, which I would rather forget.

4 Comments:

At 4:09 PM, Anonymous said...

best blog entry ever.

that last line really rings true.

 
At 12:39 PM, Anonymous said...

Alhamdulilah i Rabbulalamin

 
At 1:37 AM, Essence said...

Ditto here. And I want to do something about it, fulfill that 'responsibility'. But everyone seems so apathetic sometimes, I guess you always have to start on your own.

Wassalaam,
N.

 
At 1:53 AM, coffee stained said...

wow! how amazing. i've searched all night for something that could connect with my own personal image of my self and what i have...
"Draw me near oh God, strip away my pride, so i can see your face." wow, to actually be stripped away of everything now as in today, would be to have everything most people dream of.

 

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