"Hypocrite! First remove the plank from your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye"
This was the thought that came to mind whilst laying on freshly cut grass looking up at an astonishingly clear blue sky.
During the first lockdown I found myself spending more time in the fields and park which was unusual for me due my years of intense warfare with pollen. I vividly recall my primary school years, as others eagerly awaited the summer time, water fights and spending time in nature. I on the other hand knew what this season had in store for me... itchy eyes, runny rose and sneezes that seemed like every second.
How I do not miss those days...
In the mornings leaving my humble abode, equipped with enough toilet paper to last an entire household for at least a week, knowing once the afternoon came the war began. This followed me into my adult years until I discovered bee pollen. Apparently ingesting a substantial amount of the substance which causes my allergic reaction has a counter reaction that prevents my allergy from surfacing... Intriguing how the human body works… I must say it isn't the best tasting… a bit like bitter wax with echoes of sweetness…
Pardon me…
I lost my train of thoughts...
"Hypocrites!" that's it…
As I observed my surroundings it seemed like a perfect utopian afternoon. Family gatherings, couples picnics, dogs gallanting about occasionally staring in my direction as if to say this is it.. this is freedom!...you are missing out!
Dogs... What do they know?...
Back then I couldn't help but psychoanalyse every individual I came across with the intent of coming to my own conclusion about them and why they do what they do. Even the smallest of movements or hesitance gave me an insight into their entire life! (I thought).
Of course as you do, I began to arrive at my genius conclusions about the individuals surrounding me... I noticed a young man laying on the grass staring up at the sky with a look of wonder, intensity and confusion all at the same time. I thought to myself he's probably going through a break up, might be sad and tired of life... He has the look of a man trying to it figure it all out.
As I laid back down with a satisfied grin on my face, thinking to myself... I alone know it all, I alone have the perfect vision, I alone know the truth about your lives. I began to stare intensely at the clear blue sky, in awe and confusion of how vividly and unusually blue it was this afternoon... a few seconds had passed and there it was.. a speck...right in my peripheral vision. At first I thought it was fragments from the atmosphere, however, as my attempts to divert the directing of this blemish was flawed. I realised the speck was in fact part of my very own eye. I immediately concluded that it has never been brought to my attention due to the fact that I have never looked at something so clear and perfect in my entire life.
As I continued to stare up at the sky with a look of wonder, intensity and confusion all at the same time. A smile arose and It dawned on... I was that young man...
"Hypocrite! First remove the plank from your own eye, and then you will see clearly to remove the speck from your brother’s eye"
