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The Paradox of Our Time

The paradox of our time in history is that we have taller buildings but shorter tempers; wider freeways, but narrower viewpoints.


We spend more, but have less; we buy more but enjoy less.

We have bigger houses and smaller families, more conveniences, but less time;

We have more degrees, but less sense; more knowledge, but less judgment; more experts, yet more problems; more medicine, but less wellness.

We drink too much, smoke too much, spend too recklessly, laugh too little, drive too fast, get too angry, stay up too late, get up too tired, read too little, watch TV too much, and pray too seldom.

We have multiplied our possessions, but reduced our values.

We talk too much, love too seldom, and hate too often.
We've learned how to make a living, but not a life, we've added years to life not life to years.

We've done larger things but not better things.

We've cleaned up the air, but polluted the soul.

We've conquered the atom, but not our prejudice.

We write more, but learn less.

We plan more, but accomplish less.

We've learned to rush, but not to wait.

We build more computers to hold more information to produce more copies than ever, but we communicate less and less.

These are the times of fast foods and slow digestion; big men and small character.

Remember to say a kind word to someone who looks up to you in awe, because that little person soon will grow up and leave your side. Remember to give a warm hug to the one next to you, because that is the only treasure you can give with your heart and it doesn't cost a cent. Remember to say, "I love you" to your partner and your loved ones, but most of all mean it. A kiss and an embrace will mend hurt when it comes from deep inside of you. Remember to hold hands and cherish the moment for someday that person will not be there again. Give time to love, time to speak, give time to share the precious thoughts in your mind.

 


So many blessings to count,
But sorrow triumphs once more,
Tears flow when no one knows,
Muffled sobs no one notices,
But relief nowhere in sight.

Sweet, cheerful on the surface,
Just beneath… empty.

Best friends left behind,
Heart choked with loneliness,
Clinging; a burden
To the one pillar of support.

Words of advice uttered,
Comforting…for the moment.

I used to be somebody,
Everyone knew, everyone turn to,
Now just one in the shadows,
My own fault, true.

Is this how life will be?
Will time bring more change?
Change for the better?

But true friendship is formed slowly,
Drop by drop,
'Til the heart runs over.

Another Droplet