Pugnacious Empathy, and the Transcendence of Apathy
10 May 2011 § Leave a comment
I find that I am equal parts pugnacious and empathic. What a strange combination! I think the empathy is stronger in me, but the mischief is always right around the corner.
At least in both cases I’ve come a long way from the apathy of my youth.
Sometimes living seems to be an eternal battle against boredom. Somebody drilled into my young, apathetic and stubborn mind that if you are bored, then you are a boring person. I discovered quickly that the people whom I want to be around are the ones who find beauty in unexpected places. The ones who keep their eyes open. Who refuse to be bored. And often, finding beauty all around you even in mundane moments requires a dark side: a closeness to death; a profound understanding of transience; the constant reminder that all this is flitting past as the landscape from a speeding train which you are not in control of and can’t get off until it stops at its intended destination.