My forbidden relationship that is a threat to the safety of mankind
In dealing with some people I feel like the white man versus
native americans.
I can choose to understand their world, but they have the greatest
difficulty understanding mine, even if they wanted to.
In my case: they
DON'T want to.
People fear the unkown and what doesn't fit their vision
for the future. A vision they outlined without taking into acount that
there's a world outside themselves that can't be controlled.
A lot of
people are the tyrants of their own lives and the persons around them.
I wonder if the sweet, well-meaning parents of my girlfriend would chop
off her hand if it gave them the full reassurance that she would never
mary me.
Now I have some experience with rejection and the thing with
rejection is that it's so easy to do so.
I'm damned if I do and I'm damned
if I don't.
I'm lucky they don't/can't realize that I don't give a
damn.
Because the world doesn't implode when she and I sit together on
a couch and I show her good movies, good literature and good music
while she shows me the true value of things, teaches meFarsi and offers me more than just a
peek behind the curtain of her culture.
It's painfully funny how some people
spill their energy trying to torpedo something that is just a
relationship,
nothing more than two people who enjoy spending time together.
We don't
harm each other in any way.
And I am exactly what she needs. Maybe not
for the next twenty years, although that's possible too, but at the
moment, I add something to her life that was missing.
And it makes her
HAPPY, so it can't be that bad. (an idea I borrow Sheryl Crow)
Love, peace, empathy (Kurt Cobain)
Kind regards from a writer who's never going to pretend in order to
please
POSTED BY Belgian observer AT 4/26/2008 6:21 PM
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About me
Hi,
Let me introduce myself.
I'm a 25-year old Belgian guy. I got a degree in Slavic languages and am now studying to be a teacher (or at least pretending to).
Why I'm starting this blog:
I have the feeling I have awoken from a very deep egocentric slumber.
I was very focussed on my own tiny little problems (mainly trying to put my ego on the map)
What made me realize that I was such a useless egotripper is the fact that I'm in a new relationship with an Iranian girl who lives in Belgium with her parents.
She's in med school and is extremely bright and very philosophical.
She tells me a lot about the situation in her original homeland and the last couple of weeks I find that I have to do something.
I live and have always lived in a land of plenty.
People over here have everything materially, moreover: they have access to all possible media and they can say whatever (well, practically) they want, without risking to be executed.
Only,
They're not satisfied and constantly bitch about nothing, invent problems where there are none,
they enjoy freedom of speech, but make no use of it, because they don't have opinions other than opinions concerning the state of their neighbour's lawn.
We have nothing to rebel against, we're very ego-minded and a lot of people over here, especially people my age, have a narcistic streak.
My girlfriend tells me about Iran, even teaches me Farsi, and I think:
hell, why don't we do something about that?
I want women in Iran to be allowed to walk around in clothes of their own choosing.
I don't like war, in fact I hate it, but I'm not against the war in Iraq (regardless of the question whether America started that war for the proper reasons)
I agree with the Dutch writer, Arnon Grunberg when he says:
the world won't be a better place if America loses that war.
I believe that a lot of the boys over there believe in what they are doing and I respect them for it.
I myself, at this point in my life, would be very reluctant to go and risk the loss of my leggs patrolling down the streets of Baghdad.
I know this could sound provocative, but I really do believe that religion is poison.
I quote Tori Amos: 'I got enought guilt to start my own religion'
People kill others in the name of an invented story.
All that because they're looking for a way to give some direction to their lives.
A gift they didn't ask for and don't know how to deal with.
Let's stop all this non-sense.
Call me a dreamy idealist, but I believe in a world in which everyone is free to live the life that he or she wants, without harming others.
POSTED BY Belgian observer AT 4/24/2008 9:28 PM
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