01-29-2008, 11:17 PM
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Staple Sauce
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Location: Guarding Treasures
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Re: Farewells. (For all those who wish to join.)
OoC: Sorry for the double post, but for complicated reasons, quick_silver20 is unable to post. So here it is.
Edit: Powershot is lightning fast.
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Originally posted by quick_silver20
A black cloaked figure watched the funeral from farther away than the rest, with various degrees of wanting and not wanting to be there among the crowd, among the mourning.
There was in Johnny a person… a person who wanted to be loved. I knew him much less than some, and sometimes under his sweltering swagger his true intent was hard to see. Sometimes it was hard to see why so many women came to love him, hard to see how he could be loved at all. But his cocky grin amply covered up the fact that he was a caring human being who’s first desire was to live his life as he most wanted and to let everyone around him find their own way to do the same.
What are we, or who are we, in the end but selfish automatons who take our lion’s share from the human pool of emotions and resources and leave our waist and add doubt and remorse to canker what good others might take? How many of us can say we spent out lives giving when everything we do takes from that pool? What I haven’t mentioned is that one man’s waste is another’s bounty. If what I say is true, then Johnny’s waste was confidence, ego, adventure, and breaking from the box of normalcy. All our shoulders droop because what we didn’t see before he left us is that what he handed to us in abundance in the form of sharp retorts and insults he also gave to us in our ability to survive and to be honest with ourselves.
In that thought, the thought that he might be here now, leaning on a tree not too far away in his general posture of apathy, that he might be wearing a smug expression sourced from the fact that he can elicit such a mood from so many of his friends seems only appropriate and deserved.
As Lex stood there, lost in contemplation, a rather sharp gush of wind came along, and his current mood prevented him from reacting to it, and he fell to a knee.
Lex got up chuckling “That’s appropriate then, Johnny. If you couldn’t knock me down in life, you could get behind my back and force me down when I wasn’t ready. If the fact of it wasn’t the lesson you wanted to teach, then the reason for it was. No matter who you are, no matter how strong your arm, ever there is one stronger than you, no matter how smart, always one smarter, and if you can’t remember that, then just maybe God will send one who CAN remind you.
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