This page is...I've decided, where I get to spew and share my opinion.
I'll change it as often as my schedule allows and sometimes maybe, even sooner
depending on how I am feeling about "stuff".
I'll tell you now that it will rarely be about music or playing the
violin except for the
times when it is.
I invite you to spew and share as well. For an archive of my previous opinions, click here. Email firstname.lastname@example.org
I haven't checked lately what the "official" explanation of pain is in the dictionary. I have my own theory
brewing. I think that pain is reward. The reward comes in the very nature that the pain will end. It's all
just a matter of time. When will it end.
Of course there are many forms of pain. Pain is like a wonderful actor who can morph into any character.
There is physical pain. You burn yourself, or stub your toe, or poke yourself with a needle. Well, this is
okay and hardly worth writing about. But then there is the accident you were in, and now you are in a great
deal of pain during the recovery period. Seems like it will never end....but it does. And of course there is
the physical pain that is inflicted upon you....sometimes to a good end and sometimes not. The good end
being like going to the dentist and the bad being hit or slapped or even beaten.
There is such a variety of pain out there. It's like a smorgasbord.
For me however, the most damaging and intense is emotional pain. Oh, now we're talkin. This category
is interesting to me because so much of the time, we are inflicting pain upon ourselves.
Guilt is a particular favorite of mine.
Man oh man, what we all do to ourselves in the name of guilt. I am one of those people that actually
believes you should feel guilty about stuff....sometimes. I don't run away from or rationalize the bad
things I've done.... I try not to anyway. But it is truly difficult at times to sort out what you were and
weren't responsible for. Whether or not you could have made a difference.
I lost a friend recently...so I am sorting.
Missing someone....for whatever reason is painful. And like I said before the reward for this kind of pain
comes in the fact that eventually you will see this person. Even if they are no longer here, you will see
them again....eventually. That, by the way, is a wonderful perk of being catholic.
But here is the one thing I do not understand. It is widely known, even documented and proven that we as
humans do not remember emotional pain. Only physical pain.
I disagree...but what the hell do I know.
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