The Many Symbolisms of Life

I might just be weird. I might just be strange. I might just be overly critical, because I tend to see almost everything that happens in my life as a symbolic foreshadowing of another more important experience. The dark, heavy clouds could make me think that it's a symbolism of failure, as in our presentation for that afternoon would go awry. A simple event such as someone knocking over a glass of juice might symbolize (to me at least) that I might fail an upcoming quiz. Virgil says it's ridiculous...these paranoid sense of giving meaning to meaningless events...but hey...they say God works in mysterious ways...

I once mentioned that I lost my class jersey that had the "Geronimo 69" on its back. I couldn't find it for a good 3 days. I had a feeling who took it. As a matter of fact, I kinda expected him to take it. So no big deal. But all in one day, I finally set things right with him, apologies were made and enmity forgotten. Then he said out of the blue, "I took your jersey. I hid it over the shelves. It was was lying around and looking messy so I got irritated and hid it". "I appreciate you telling me...but then again, I guess I expected you to do it. It was my fault anyway".

That event was very symbolic for me. It served as a very succinct summary of my reawakwning. It was the symbolism of my rebirth.

I lost the jersey, without any care for where I put it. Kinda like how I didn't care what I did to people out of my pride. I lost the jersey, almost like how I lost myself to anger and arrogance. Then after I made up with the one who hid my jersey, I found it again, or rather, he told me where it was. It kinda symbolizes how I found myself again after I learned to let go of my pride, he told me where it was; my friends told me where to find myself...in letting go of who I wasn't. I said to him that I expected him to do it, maybe because I knew that he wouldn't do those things if I hadn't done the things I've done...nearly everything that I endured was in one way or another, caused by myself...

I chose to put what is written on my Jersey because it symbolizes who I am. For me, the jersey symbolized me, and the whole business of it getting lost and being found again was my journey to redemption. My silver candlesticks...only it's made of cotton.