Today I buried a lizard. Due to the carelessness of another human being, two innocent animals died today. They were stuck, bodies twisted this way and that as they tried to rip themselves free from the trap. I don't know how long they were stuck for. I came home to find them outside. One was dead when I got there, the other was only breathing and blinking. It took me 20 minutes to free you, my fri... » Continue Reading
What is ownership? What exactly is it that we are able to own? I breathe in air, but it isn't mine. Even when it's in my lungs, it isn't mine. Even once it's expelled from my own body, it isn't mine. I seldom contemplate this question as ownership has been a frequent focus of interest throughout my life. I wish to own things so that they are mine completely. I have always been a possessive child ... » Continue Reading
Once it's past midnight, I sit in silence and stare at my ceiling. I think of praying, I think to pray for good things. I contemplate prayer, yet rarely do. I wishfully think for others, yet cannot bring myself to call out to the universe or heavenly powers. I lay in bed, frozen in a sort of anxiety, a weight in my chest that feels too heavy to bear. I cannot call out. What reason have I to call o... » Continue Reading
"i fear this admiration will be the end of me; blurring the lines between what i want and what i need." i fear i was never much for typical relations. ive found, since ive lost my devotion to god, ive found god in others. not by finding god's good in the beauty of his creations, but by finding godhood in the man i adore. i fear that this time, i may have placed another human being too close to the... » Continue Reading
am i a "jesus freak"? i find it a bit funny. i dont really hold myself to the religion i was raised to, catholicism, yet i still find my mind reminding me of what is sin and what is "right". i wonder if i even believe in god - in any god or gods for that matter, i haven't made up my mind on this yet. recently, i was asked by my mother on a 6 AM drive, "do you believe in god?" she asked me as we w... » Continue Reading
there's a little angel that hums a tune in my ears when it's quiet. sometimes they visit me in my sleep, sometimes I'm left to the ferocities that seep into my mind like water through the grains of fresh wood. the mind is like a giant tree that sucks the life of the world out from it's roots and uses it to survive. angels are what bring us from wood to fire - set ablaze with a purpose - and i am w... » Continue Reading