A short while ago I was in a resturaunt and playing on all the screens and even on the walls was a video of a singer who I recognised. Her untimely death recetly made major headlines and from the first time I heard about her short and tragic I felt as though I recognised someone who had been living with a tremendous amount of pain in her soul.
As I listened to the lyrics of her song it seemed to confirm again what I first heard in stories about her surrounding her death.
And it made me think how the famous in this world, who the world loves and adores and even worships for their ability to make them happy for a moment in time, how the world forces them to live out in plain view, the broken and shattered peices of their lives, lives as visible as much on stage as they are off, public lives that mirror the inner and private lives of all.
Whenever human tragedy is a form of entertainment, the broken lives of others are a mirror for our souls. Sadly, it seems that so many of the people in this world that are admired for thier ability to perform are crushed and hurting so much within. They live out slow painfull deaths like the words of the woman's song. And there are plenty of people who enjoy watching.
Who enjoy the show.
