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You Are Far Too Kind
2011-Sep-09, Friday 09:19 pm“You are FAR too kind, seriously”, she said to me shortly after I made a brutal attempt at a compliment. Oh trust me; I slaughtered it. You know the kind where a guy wants to say something like, “Your voice is poetry and in your eyes I see heaven” or some of that jibberish? That was the goal anyway. What came out was more like, “You talk petty and heaven falls when…. Wait don’t cry. I meant that in a nice way. Pretty like poetry, not petty. I just talk too fast for my tongue. Damn it. You look pretty.” Okay I wasn’t quite that brutal, but you get the idea. It took a lot of gumption to stumble that hard.
If someone makes an effort to cook a meal and you tell them they are too kind, they could be right on the edge of “tired of it all.” What if the cook threw in the towel? No more delicious food? What? Dangit!!!
She mentioned something about making her day and being too kind. Too kind! Me? Back off on the kindness dude! I pondered it. I swayed. I am now rebelling. Those two words should never go together in that order.
Imagine Mother Teresa slightly less kind. Still a pretty nice lady, but not as lovely as she was, right? Or any mother could be less kind. AAAArgh! No cookies in my sack lunch? Ever? You have got to be fist fucking me. Are all those kindnesses taken for granted? If someone makes an effort to cook a meal and you tell them they are too kind, they could be right on the edge of “tired of it all.” What if the cook threw in the towel? No more delicious food? What? Dangit!!!
Imagine Hitler slightly less kind. Oooof Let’s not even go there. Take away some slight kindness efforts from every single person in the world and the exponential destruction rapidly turns into a cesspool of ugliness. I can smell the trash piling up now.
Now what if we were to reverse that theory and everyone was given a dose of slightly more kind to each of their personas? One more sweater is knitted. Another body is warm for the night. One more meal gets cooked and fed to someone who is hungry. One more mouth of a child is wiped. You can see where this is going. There could potentially be thousands upon bazillions of more smiles everyday. ...And a beautiful smile like yours is all I need to make my day.
If someone makes an effort to cook a meal and you tell them they are too kind, they could be right on the edge of “tired of it all.” What if the cook threw in the towel? No more delicious food? What? Dangit!!!
She mentioned something about making her day and being too kind. Too kind! Me? Back off on the kindness dude! I pondered it. I swayed. I am now rebelling. Those two words should never go together in that order.
Imagine Mother Teresa slightly less kind. Still a pretty nice lady, but not as lovely as she was, right? Or any mother could be less kind. AAAArgh! No cookies in my sack lunch? Ever? You have got to be fist fucking me. Are all those kindnesses taken for granted? If someone makes an effort to cook a meal and you tell them they are too kind, they could be right on the edge of “tired of it all.” What if the cook threw in the towel? No more delicious food? What? Dangit!!!
Imagine Hitler slightly less kind. Oooof Let’s not even go there. Take away some slight kindness efforts from every single person in the world and the exponential destruction rapidly turns into a cesspool of ugliness. I can smell the trash piling up now.
Now what if we were to reverse that theory and everyone was given a dose of slightly more kind to each of their personas? One more sweater is knitted. Another body is warm for the night. One more meal gets cooked and fed to someone who is hungry. One more mouth of a child is wiped. You can see where this is going. There could potentially be thousands upon bazillions of more smiles everyday. ...And a beautiful smile like yours is all I need to make my day.
