Tuesday, July 28, 2015

The Highschool Ramblings of an Old Man


Neglected reminders of unwanted memories about forgotten years are recorded in this faded, dust-covered and slightly mildewed hardcover high school year book that was sitting in a basement for 40 plus years.


In our eyes of youth this great monument about us was almost immediately forgotten and quickly became neglected; an unimportant boring history book, no, not even that much, merely a meaningless minuscule footnote of history that has found its rightful place in obscurity. 

And rightly so! 

Those who are following us do exactly the same and shall continue to do the same.

Such was typical; a volume containing high school scenes diligently recorded that would, decades later, offer glimpses into an out of date way life that once was but no longer is. Once in a rare while a few may be curious but no one is really interested in...

Faded reminders of strong friendships that were formed...
       and also of bitter rivalries; both long gone and now meaningless.

Awkward first romances expected to last forever blossomed, well, unexpectedly...
      and the cold hard lessons of confusing painful heartache that quickly followed too.

Sincere but foolish beliefs that we would undoubtedly change the world...
      like no other generation ever wanted to, did or could... and then we did nothing different.

That in fact we were too ignorant to perceive our world was changing regardless of us...
      in radical ways we could never have imagined or conceived.

Naively thinking the future was ours and ours alone, yet today...
      we look back at decades that have passed and wonder... 

Where has our time gone and what does it all mean?

"Judge not, and you will not be judged; condemn not and you will not be condemned; forgive and you will be forgiven." (Luke 6:37)

This timeless, changeless truth was conveniently forgotten or willfully set aside at the expense and hurt of others in that vain self-obsessed pursuit of just wanting to understand and desiring to belong and fit in at almost any cost.

In that pursuit through those high school years I witnessed senseless hurt and harm done to others; that same hurt and harm was done to me, and worse still, I was equally guilty of hurting and harming others while in my self-delusion was claiming I was better and not the same as others.



The Oddblock Station Agent


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