All I ask from you is a 10% infusion of humanity.
OK, let’s make that 20%. Manifest it as a subtle undercurrent
of wistfulness, wonder, and reverence for my world view.
Instead of a purely intellectual mind response,
how about the faintest hint of a human connection,
a sense that you are not merely observing me from a car window,
but you feel my breath on your face,
smell that earthy scent of garlic,
and you are genuinely moved by the sublime power of who I am.
Or, how about this: show me the merest flicker of emotion,
a catch in the metaphorical throat, a shiver of awe,
a tinge of melancholy at the passing of summer.
Think of this 20% as a carefully curated veneer layered
atop of a bunch of delicate brushstrokes of subjective experience
(which is my life.) It could take on a faint
glow of sentience – a suggestion that you as an observer,
are not entirely devoid of human qualities.
Just a suggestion
