Wednesday, March 4, 2009

And now our bodies are the guilty ones

Mis-take [mi-steyk] noun, verb
-noun
1. an error in action, calculation, opinion, or judgment caused by poor reasoning, carelessness, insufficient knowledge, ect.
2. a misunderstanding or misconception
3. to understand, interpret, or evaluate wrongly; misunderstand, misinterpret.
-verb
4. to be in error

Dictionary definition.  Yup, it applies.  I can claim, of course, that the mistake was caused by "insufficient knowledge" and that it was just a "misunderstanding," "misconception..."
-You knew what you were doing, how could you, could you do this to me? A blank sad stare....
But really.  You're just evaluating the situation wrongly, I mean, look at it from my point of view..
-Yeah.  You're point of view.  It's hard, I know, to call all the shots...
I'm sorry.  I was wrong.  My error.  My mistake.
-Damn right; your mistake.
 
Before, this dialogue was a figment, imagination and what ifs.  It seems so easy, so close to becoming real now.  A walk downhill, upstairs, and mistakes are slipped into an otherwise peaceful existence.  The worst part-feeling no guilt.  Instead comfort, happiness, warmth.  Being cozy, truly cozy.  And yes, I can pretended that I am calling the shots, that I know what I'm doing-because I know that my true argument will never hold up; I cannot help being happy.  I must be happy.  Hurting people is so easy, when it's in the pursuit of your own contentedness.  This is what scares me.



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