“Of This, Let Me Be Specific”
To all those enabled in the world
Of this, let me be specific
Empathy has a limit
There are more black holes here on earth,
Than in all the galaxies that exist
The tendency toward evolution
Has been overcome with a genetic self-centered mutation
That replicates inordinately in the direction of self-fulfilling prophecy
Your tears are not the only tears that have ever existed
Although, they might feel unique
They are not
Michael Stipe sang “Everybody Hurts”
And he was goddamned terrifically right
But, that doesn’t mean that the energy required of paying that attention
Falls within the purview of others
Sadly, the trend seems to be that people want you to recognize their pain
And if you don’t, well, they’ll remind you that you are a sub-par human,
And that they would like for you to take another look
Both today, and tomorrow
Give it a fucking rest
You’re draining the life from me
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Published by Christopher Hickey
Welcome to my effort. Yes, as a great procrastinator, it requires great effort to stay focused on something productive that matters to me. I’ll find any old excuse to traipse from project to project, and I rarely end up at the place I started. I find this maddening, and exhaustive. So it is with high hopes, and a greater grasp of self-awareness, that I embark upon staying the course so to speak.
I enjoy writing. Be it blogs, fiction, poetry, etc. I love the craft and the act of creation, the art in and of itself, for it’s own sake and end. I am happy to be able to do it.
Some stats:
Born: March 1974
Education:
St.Francis de Sales, Charlestown MA
Don Bosco Technical High School, Boston MA
University of Massachusetts at Lowell, Lowell MA
Bunker Hill Community College, Charlestown MA
DePaul University, Chicago, IL
North Virginia Community College, Arlington VA
Harvard Extension School, Cambridge MA
Place of residence: Somewhere in the land of metro Boston. It’s vaguely familiar and becoming home more and more by the day, but when you come from “The Town” all else fails by comparison.
Favorite Color: I’m partial to all forms of blue.
Favorite Author: c’mon! don’t expect me to answer that, there are too many.
I enjoy memories of playing 80’s Atari better than playing any advanced gaming system that exists today.
Some day:
Hope to be recognized for my paper clip collection. As well as my 27 rejected applications to Ringling Bros. and Barnum & Bailiey Clown college.
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What I like, or often fear, is the way your words are like a mirror to me
As yours are to me, my friend