《helium》Complainers
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On May 26th, 2003
Aaron Ralston was hiking,
a boulder fell on his right hand,
he waited four days,
he them amputated
his own arm with a pocketknife.
On New Year's Eve,
a woman was bungee jumping,
the word broke,
she fell into a rover
and had to swim back to land
in crocodile-infested waters
with a broken collarbone.
Clarie Champlin was smashed in the face
by a five-pound watermelon
being propelled by a slingshot.
Mathew Brobst was hit by a javelin.
David Striegl was actually
punched in the mouth by a kangaroo.
The most amazing part of these stories
is when asked about the experience
they all smiled, shrugged and said
"I guess things, could've been worse."
So go ahead,
tell me you're having a bad day.
Tell me about the traffic
Tell me about your boss.
Tell me about your job
you've been trying to quit for the past four years.
Tell me the morning is
just a townhouse burning to the ground
and the snooze button is a fire extinguisher.
Tell me the alarm clock
stole the keys to your smile,
drove it into 7 am
and the crash totaled your happiness
Tell me
Tell me how blessed are we to have tragedy
so small it can fit on the tip of our tongues.
When Evan lost his legs he was speechless.
When my cousin was assaulted
she didn't speak for 48 hours.
When my uncle was murdered,
we had to send out a search party
to find my father's voice.
Most people have no idea
that tragedy and silence
often have the exact same address.
When your day is a museum of disappointments,
hanging from events that were outside of your control,
when you feel like your guardian
angel put in his two weeks notice two months ago
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and just decided not to tell you,
when it seems like God
is just a babysitter that's always on the phone,
when you get punched in the esophagus
by a fistful of life.
Remember,
every year
two million people die of dehydration
So it doesn't matter if
the glass is half full or half empty.
There's water in the cup.
Drink it and stop complaining.
Muscle is created by lifting things
that are designed to weigh us down.
When you shoulders are heavy
stand up straight and call it exercise.
Life is a gym membership
with a really complicated cancellation policy.
Remember,
you will survive,
things could be worse,
and we are never given
anything we can't handle.
When the whole world crumbles,
you have to build a new one
out of all the pieces that are still here.
Remember,
you are still here/
The human beats
approximately 4,000 times per hour
and each pulse,
each throb,
each palpitation is a trophy,
engraved with the words
"You are still alive."
You are still alive.
So act like it.
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