Monday, November 29, 2010

Monsters aren't always that bad...

{once upon a time there was a 
monster and he was very lonely.
and he was very sad about
that nobody ever came to his
house before}

I wonder what goes on in little kids' heads.  I remember a little bit of what went on in mine.  And then I think how every single one of us is so different, imagine that magnified by being only 8.  It's a combination of having no idea what the hell is going on and feeling like you know exactly who you are and what you want.  But then a wave of 'whatthehellisthisthatsgoingon?' hits you like a ... a wave.  Every day, each and every child, this is what's going on inside.  Add that in with a society of adults.  Who have exactly the same combination of dichotomies inside of them.

When an adult tells us who they 'are', is it really any different than when a kid tells us who he or she is?  At that very moment, it is who they are.

It's like thinking somewhere, out there, is a monster who is lonely because he has no one to hang out with. 


acute angle said...


Marion Williams-Bennett said...

"At that very moment, it is who they are." Oh, when do we lose that. When do we feel like we need to be the thing we aren't?

And, when do we lose our compassion for the lonely monsters?

Think I might try being more like 8.

Love this post.