When we view others actions, it seems to be a completely human trait to analyze and decide whether or not those actions were 'good' or 'bad.' We assign 'meaning' to those actions. We can do nothing else. Humans are after all, machines that create meaning.

The meanings 'story' combine with facts to create a vicious circle...

"Kanye pulled the microphone away from her and broke her heart, in her special moment. Hell, even President Obama called him a Jackass!"

We all make mistakes and bad judgments. As it has been pointed out to me, that fact means that we "lose the right" to criticize others. ever.

I say it was never a right to begin with. It was human. It is neither good nor bad that humans judge others actions [and sometimes the people that do them] it just is. Just as we aspire to be the next Ghandi or Mother Teresa, we aspire to not judge people.

But I think we have to measure actions in order to determine what behaviors are and are not appropriate, regardless of whether or not we find ourselves in such predicaments. We use Kanyes actions in our mind to illustrate an example of what not to do. We use the behavior of a tennis star, threatening a line judge with bodily harm to say to ourselves, "Note to self: If I ever find myself in this kind of situation, that's how I hope I don't act!" How do you think Ghandi decided to free India without violence? By watching lots of ugly violence and deciding that there was a better way [among other things.]

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I have removed this note out of respect for the individuals involved. I am replacing with a simple explanation. I made a promise to a woman whom I've loved more than I can say. It wasn't an enormous thing like cheating on her or anything, it was a little thing, like 'help me do something that's my responsibility, but I have issues with.' I broke that promise, and she was hurt. I broke that promise because I'm human. It's important because she's human. It brought many more things to light, including that she believed she was never my friend, never loved me.

Well I made a mistake of form last night. She asked me why I brought her things to her, and I said that I was ending our relationship. Not so. If in fact what she said was true, then we never had a relationship, and all I was doing was re-establishing my integrity by giving a total stranger her things back.

Sound ridiculous? It is. Of course we're not perfect strangers. I don't know what is going to happen, if she'll figure out something else that makes her think she made a mistake, or whatever. I have to live in the now, and create possibilities here...now.

In the here and now, I love her and I miss her.