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secondact85
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About Me: What describes me? Hmm.. I'm an actor. I enjoy philosophy and poetry. Actually, you know what? I don't think writing a list of stuff I do actually tells you anything about who I am. I once met an old drunk Indian on a park bench. He was sloshed, and I mean sloshed. He was begging people for change. After some serious begging ( I think he was, I couldn't understand him), he came up and sat down beside me - not saying a word. And I felt compelled to acknowledge this homeless man beside me. I usually try to avoid this kind of stuff and I think many of us do the same thing. You know, I wanted to pretend this type of existence didn't exist. Ignore it. Just ignore I thought. But I couldn't. You see, I feel a deep compassion and empathy for people. Most of the time I shut it down though and ignore the feeling. It exposes me. But I just couldn't with the man. So I look him and he looks at me. We stare at one another for nearly five minutes and then suddenly our eyes well up with tears and we begin to weep. There we are, two strangers on a park bench crying together and we haven''t spoken a word to one another. Amidst the tears he extends his hand out to me and without missing a beat I take his hand in mine. The he starts doing some kind of Indian chant in his native tongue. (He's Native American for the PC of it all. It's cool, my sister is a full blood Native American. haha - no really :) ) Then he brings me in close and whispers the first understandable thing I've heard him say. He tells me, "You are kind person. Give kindness and kindness will return." And with that - we broke away. I don't know what that tells you. But I think it says more about me than a list of things I do. Who I'm looking for: How about a song to describe you? Okay! "You and I" by Ingrid Michaelson I am so small I can barely be seen. How can this great love be inside me? Look at your eyes. They are small but they see enormous things. -Rumi
Gender:
Male
City:
Burbank
State:
California