Monday, April 16, 2007

You Being You

Over the years and under the bridges waters flow like some people’s tears. It is a story known by many but a message experienced by few. So rare is its child that even the parent is unaware of its birth. Such is the case in most cases: life’s story tumbles on while its characters – we, the human body – remain ignorant to its unfolding.

When one arises and proclaims a lesson or two, a truth or three, to be gleaned from the seemingly drunken ramblings of a sober poet, he is called – by the crowd and the loud – a lunatic. When one stands up and tries to make a difference in an indifferent world, he is branded – by the masses and the asses – a homeless outcast. But, just because someone doesn’t feel comfortable in a home with a leak, it doesn’t make him homeless; and, just because someone doesn’t feel fine by bending to the status quo, that doesn’t make him an outcast.

And if it does, then so be it: I’d rather be a homeless outcast trying to make a difference than a homebody incast trying to live up to standards created by standard people.

They say that after we graduate from this world to the World of Truth, where one does not need HD to see things clearly and definitively, they will not ask us, “Why weren’t you this and why weren’t you that?” they will ask you, “Why weren’t you you?”

It is an unbelievable blessing – and, therefore, responsibility – to know that you can be you, to know that no one else can be you and no one else can do what you do. It is such a blessing that most people choose to shun it like the plague. It is damn scary, knowing you can change the face of existence. If you acknowledge the power and you don’t do anything about it, you are a failure; but, if you just choose to ignore it and make believe it doesn’t exist, you are off the hook. “Hey,” you can say, “I don’t believe I can change the world so I’m free of any yoke and responsibility.” Of course it’s denial, but denial feels so good.

So, what’s it going to be, a house with a leak but at least a house or a dream for a perfect home, where we may have to knock down a few strong walls but only to build stronger bridges?

What’s it going to be, easy-as-pie denial or tough-as-nails growth?

It’s you being you so you decide.


Anonymous no name said...

aye, more like a "sobering poet".

ouch. :)

thanks for a well needed poke.

4/16/2007 2:44 AM  
Blogger jakeyology said...

and thnx for a well needed pun.


4/17/2007 12:35 AM  
Blogger chana said...



4/17/2007 2:18 AM  
Blogger Shlomo said...

what happens when 'you' becomes a twofold 'you'? when he meets her and vice versa?

Is it still you?

4/18/2007 8:44 AM  
Blogger jakeyology said...

then it just begins being you.

4/18/2007 11:55 AM  
Anonymous the sabra said...

liking this

yknow im always wonderin with you writers-how much goes from the brain to the paper and how much goes from the paper back to the brain...?

4/23/2007 12:36 AM  
Blogger jakeyology said...

you know what they say about writers: they can never really better themselves (Teshuvah) because anytime they hear a powerful and inspiring message, they say - "oh, great piece for my next article!"

so that's the challenge: internalizing the truths we come across.

(and in this sense we all have the "you writers" within.)

4/23/2007 12:41 AM  
Anonymous your faithful critic said...

:) bravo

4/23/2007 12:45 AM  
Blogger the sabra said...


4/23/2007 9:09 PM  

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