special

humans as a whole are arrogant creatures. i'm not telling you anything
you haven't already deduced for yourself, but sometimes i am struck by
our arrogance. i am amazed at the behavior of others, and i wonder
constantly at what makes them behave this way or that.

still, i suppose we have gained a little of what might be called
humility. we have learned a bit of our place. we don't think we are
the center of the universe which all the planets, the sun, and the
stars revolve around. instead, we know we have admitted to a mediocre
position in a mediocre galaxy.

but, there is one trump card we possess that we have yet to find
anywhere else. there is life here. and i can take it down to the local
level. i know i'm not much, but there is no other me anywhere else. my
dreams are mine alone.

in that, we are all special. some would say if we are all special,
then it's a roundabout way of saying we're all average. i'd agree with
that, but it does make me wonder that each of us can possess our own
spark of something no one else has. it is perhaps that we are all
special that we forget it, like we're just so used to it. it's like
what i wrote a couple of years ago. we don't notice that miracles
happen every day simply because they happen every day.

ghost