Sometimes I feel like this is one of the last places that I can go and write without prying eyes seeing. There are such "hot spots" in this world right now and it seems that most of the population is showing signs of wear. There is no where to go, nothing new to do or see... just violence and sadness going around. Even Mother Nature and Father Time are not on our side at this point. The heavens weep for us, the skies open up and just devour us whole.
When does this hatred stop? Where does it feed from and how can it be doused? To keep up with it is impossible. There are some who have tried and failed, and some that ride its coat tails until they themselves are consumed by it. As I sit here, early this Tuesday morning I wonder if maybe there isn't a way to make people calm over the land. If maybe in all actuality all there will ever be is feuding between man, man and the land, man and the animals... you see animals kept the rare form... "circle of life". They kill just to survive. To feed and to keep balance. Man... we kill our own kind, we show no compassion, no love and definitely no mercy towards one another. Pass homeless on the street, it matters not how they arrived there... but there they are nonetheless. No one stops for a moment to look in their eyes and see the depression they suffer.
There are the few out there that feel that the world needs saving and try to take it on.. either one by one or as a whole. I guess I was trying one by one. I always was the optimistic one to my friends and family... the ones that I loved. I guess that honestly even they share in the worlds hatred in some fashion. No one is free of it, not even me.
I guess its best to return to basics... Allow the world to destroy itself and just try to take care of the few things in it I care about. No other methods are working and the world keeps hurting more and more... I wonder if they are ungrateful. If they dont even see what is right in front of them... how there is someone who cares and loves... But then again, why would they want to do that? If they care even a little they have to care about all of it, and that would send someone absolutely mad.
Sleep little cows... there will be another sunny day somewhere....
S.
