The homeless man had vomit weaved into his hair like braid decorations. A foul smell erupted from him. The homeless guy’s clothes were a mix match of winter, spring and summer attire; and there was this physical decay from the weather but amazingly, his eyes were clear. The smell was strong; the coffee he held was laced with scotch. Several weeks of hair was on his face; and you could tell this was an attractive man once.
I thought this is one who has danced out of his mind because of drugs. I am sure the mindless one night stands in this guy’s life have broken down his self esteem; probably haunted by unresolved childhood memories and also exhausted himself in the nightmares of desires thinking someone will rescue him from a mundane life.
Quakes of attitudes were erupting as I was delivering a judgmental monologue on this homeless guy’s life.
I thought: This man is addicted to the noises of the world; unlike others, he cracked inside and there was no glue, or needle and thread to sew him back together. Other’s passed by casting judgmental looks, attempted to avoid his eyes; but there was something about the eyes; if you look longer than you wanted to; you thought for a moment you saw sky.
“You are in desire and can’t hear his heart, said Madam Monkeyfoot interrupting the Vessel’s mental rampage.
“He’s fucking up his life, he’s on a self destructive trip, he’s occupying space and someone’s going to have to take care of his craziness at some point.”
“Have you heard his journey? Unplug the attitude out your ass and listen.”
“But Madam, why would someone fuck themselves up like this and not see how messed up they are? At some point you got to realize you took the wrong turn.”
“Is that for you to decide for him? Who made you god of his life; the judge and the jury. Fix yourself. When you forget how to breathe, stop trying to breathe out of his life.”
“Losing me?”
The Vessel was silent. He looked at the homeless guy and realized, this man was living his story, his journey and maybe this was the point in his life. He realized, “Take no notice.”
Recent Comments