Heroes are the glue that holds us together as a human race. We all need someone that is better than you. Someone, dare I say it, perfect? Unfortunately there is no perfect person and all of humanities heroes are flawed individuals that are
Lying through their teeth about some secret part of their life
A perfectly good person but they do have flaws and we idolize them to the point we don't see it. Or
Broken souls with ideals of grandeur.
Either way the entire psychotic and human thought that someone can be perfect is entirely fictional. I know I may be bursting a few bubbles but to bad "that's how the cookie crumbles" as bruise almighty would say. Everyone has someone they look up to, that they think is above reproach. And eventually if you live long enough to see it, they will fail. No matter what there will come a time when something comes along and they fall off the wagon and become just like the rest of us in your eyes. The thoughts that go through your head when this happens make you start questioning everything you've ever believed in, whether related or not. Something about finding out that something you believed in so strongly is a total fallacy makes just makes you think. Then comes the swirling vortex of doom that is the realization that all of life is like this…how can you stay in a place like that. At this thought you have a choice. Go on with life and deal with it like a mature totally illogical person or take step by step into your grave.
I know this rant isn't really helping anyone, but it was on my mind and the only way to get it out was to write it. The thing is the first part of this "blog" is bad enough but the rest is pretty mind stimulatingly crappy as well.
What really made me think about this to the point where I had to detail this whole pointless thing out and write it down is that I've been on both sides of the equation.
I've been let down and I've let down before. Unless it's happened to you before you have no idea what it's like to slip up in front of the one person who uses you as their symbol of hope for a better life. To look into their eyes and see that you have failed them is pure torture. It's probably worse than anything else that I can imagine at the moment. And if the seeing your symbol fail makes you depressed then being the symbol is hell in a hand basket.
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