Of Bricks and Keys

"Friend" is an odd word, a word which can take the form of several meanings. From an acquantince, to a good friend, to a trust worthy friend, to a best friend. And while I've stated that you can have a "trust worthy friend", all friendships are based on trust. They shape and take form; they are malleable. But they are always fragile. One bad word, one sarcastic comment taken wrongly, saying something in the heat of the moment, all these can send a once gleaming, a shining example of a good friendship crashing down.

And then what happens? We grovel, we beg, we say we'd do anything to gain that friendship back. And we hope that the person who we have offended, is not blinded by pride and will accept our pleas. And if they do, we are glad to have their friendship back. But it's never the same. The trust on which it was based has been destroyed; wiped out, smashed. We are stuck at the bottom, re-building the friendship, one brick at a time, sometimes half a brick at a time. It's like the labourers of Ancient Egypt, having been whipped, beaten and abused, just finished a pyramid, and then said pyramid falls; causing them to rebuild it, brick by brick. And a Pyramid is made up of over 1.5 Million bricks.

But, a friendship is made up of much more bricks than a Pyramid. It's filled with more complex patterns and shapes. A place with more locked doors, and to open them doors we need a key, or to reach a higher door, more bricks. And these bricks and keys represent trust. Without trust a friendship is as worthless as a wet towel. It's a vain a shallow friendship, barely allowed the name of a friendship. These acquaintances are the kind of people who view people as nothing, and friendships as nothing more than trivialities. But, fortunately these people are few and far between and I have yet to have the pleasure of meeting one.

And while so far, all I've done is rant about how friendships can fail, I will now move onto friendships which have stood the tests of time. I am still in contact with 3 people from my primary school, I have known them altogether for over 30 years, and while we don't talk as much, we still do and that's the best thing. But since moving to St.Louis, I have made some new brilliant friends, and despite knowing the best of them for only 4 years, and I can honestly say, they know me best. They know almost everything about me. And for me to allow someone to get that close, says alot about this person, and I'm grateful for them. Without them, I can honestly say I'd be in an even darker place.

Another person who gets a shout, is someone I met online, yes yes, here come the trumpets for that fact, and to be honest, she is easily one of my greatest, if not the greatest of my friends. I love her dearly, and the fact that I can't actually talk to her face-to-face kills me. And to think that friendship started because of a friend request over Facebook. It still amazes me how life manages to bring the right people together.

And with that, I finish this blog.

Peace and Anarchy, folks.