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Author: Moonlit Tiger Lily
Fiction Rated: K - English - General - Published: 02-08-06 - Updated: 02-08-06 - id:2108767

Shakespeare’s Sonnet 87

“Farewell: thou art too dear for my possessing,

and like enough thou know’st thy estimate.”

Meditation

The brain often thinks itself to be superior to the heart. Should people attempt flight with their hearts the results would be disastrous. Likewise, should the brain attempt understanding in matters of passion and love it would likely ache before long. The heart is a curious muscle with no function other than to distribute oxygen to its fellow organs, yet it cannot be understood with logic. A cardiologist could no more determine its reasoning than sprout wings on demand. However, any young lover could repeat without question, to deny one’s heart is to forsake one’s health. To be lovesick is not a trivial matter; it is a serious affliction the brain cannot overcome.

Any child knows no snowflake is identical to another. Never will one crystal have the same shape, the same patterns; never will it meet another with the same form. To sort snowflakes by their worth is insanity. The lifespan is so short, they would melt before meeting another that would truly be of the same caliber. Snow does not refuse others; it does not judge its fellows or avoid those who are not of the same level. It associates with all others and knows nothing of its value.

People are not appraised of value at birth. They are not judged by the superior power while they live. People cannot be categorized by worth. Much of the world was of this mind not long ago, wishing to end the reign of the man who saw fit to dispose of a race he considered to be lesser. Are we so blind we cannot see the parallels? People cannot be, nor should they be judged by their fellows. Just as one snowflake is no better or worse than the next are we.

What makes a person believe their self capable of judging another or even of judging their self? Furthermore, what makes a person believe their self more knowledgeable than their heart? Is it not better to be happy and, in one’s mind, undeserving than to be enveloped in misery with someone of the same caliber?



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