c'mon god, i dare you

right now people are freaking the fuck out all around me. in the town of west new york, nj, which is the next town over (towns here are pretty small though, so it's all the same hood), there is a tree with some sorta carving in it that somehow makes it look like the virgin mary. so boom, pandemonium has struck. people are going nuts and clamoring around it and crowding the area to see it.

i got no beef with anyone who gets any sort of joy or fulfillment out of this. we all got our own thing going on and if that suits you, cool. but i'm not ready to stand in line and wait my turn to behold this as some sign or miracle. this isn't a miracle. i know miracles. most miracles are thoughts that never materialize but in my mind i wish they did.

this isn't a miracle. right now i have a friend on life support. her situation is bad. we're not the tightest of friends... she's more like a good friend of good friends of mine. i've talked to her a few times and she's come out to open mics and i've seen her at shows and such. she seems like a nice person... she's polite, smiles, likes to hang out and sing karaoke. also, she's 23. she's got so much more to give the world. and right now she's fighting for her life in a hospital and doctors are saying the outlook isn't good.

miracles? c'mon god, give us your miracle. am i supposed to buy this bullshit on a tree? a family, a circle of friends waits for you to deliver. you wanna give us a sign? you wanna prove your might? i dare you god. i dare you to do more than put carvings into trees. that isn't enough. that doesn't remove hurt. that doesn't heal pain.

i'm not mad about the tree and i'm not mad about the people who clamor to it. but i refuse to acknowledge it as a miracle. i know a miracle. i just haven't seen it yet.