July 12, 2017 life
The most important thing
about another human being
isn’t who they are.
In the world of identity,
they are only
who they think they are,
or who you think they are.
In that world,
we are merely snapshots
in each other’s minds,
images frozen
from a moment’s perception,
separate from the flow of time,
seen only through the lense
of our own identities.
Beyond those images,
we are the same,
one giant family,
drifting down
a common river.
We are born
from the same place,
and bound
for the same place,
always sharing
our suffering
and our joy.