It's hard to put into words, expecially in the artistic manner that I desire, what I experienced tonight. There was depth in a shallow man that, while it may not have touched him, has greatly effected me. Revelation always seems to come in the most unlikley of places through the most unlikley of sources.
Tonight I felt embarassed for doing something that I believed to be right. I was thought a fool when I knew what I was doing. On top of that I came face to face with the cynicism that I so clearly rely upon for survival and was appalled by it.
When you come face to face with what you fight daily to not become, how do you respond? Do you ignore it or do you observe and correct? Is it possible to supress the Beast?
I had planned to write something profound. I had planned to just write what I'm feeling towards the whole ordeal, and that is what it has become. Instead I offer this and challenge you to do the same:
In the face of Avarice present an offering of Charity.
In the face of Wrath present a heart of Compassion.
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