Common Sense

We’re told that knowing life itself, our greatest aspiration, is somehow the hardest to achieve, for the blessed few, not all, in moments of strained thought or grace-given insight.  We wait, living in starts and stops, for these moments to arise, cursing our half-lives until they do. Though would life really make itself so unknowable?  Would it put its faith in the unequal perspectives of the tiny minority for itself to be revealed?  Would it not scream out its own name from every piece of itself, through the channel of every one of our senses, every moment of every day?  You are here, damn it, we made it!!…do you see? Always look for where we are equal, where we are joined…and don’t get lost in the nonsense of exclusive living.