SelectionIll
Bluelighter
i don't know what god had in mind for us. i'm sure no one else does, but i just feel very uninformed right now. what could his intention have possibly been. 'let me create a world. a world so large, so harsh and unforgiving, that the tiny fragile creatures i make to live there, have to depend on one another. i shall split up the lands they can occupy with vast expanses of turbulent waters, so wide, no man can swin across them. i will not make this land uniform. i will seperate all the important things these creatures will need for survival and pepper this globe with them. some of the most important things, i will hide in the most unlikely of places. and occasionally, i will create one of these creatures as delicate as a flowers petal, and i will have him be parented by heathens. i will have the people he needs to depend on most treat him the worst. the scars and welts and pain will define hi, but not toughen him. he will forever remain tender to touch, and even if he sews his ears shut, he will, forever, hear every foul word uttered against him.
now and then, i will allow the warm glow of hope to crease the black clouds that hover over him, body and soul. a wife. perhaps close friends. love. but he will pay for these dearly. i will strip him of his energy. i will take his very legs out from underneath him. everything sweet that passes his lips, be it food or drink or drug, shall ensnare him, and make him it's slave. he will never forget the horror his simplest mistake can make. he will bear the weight of a thousand sins and each will resonate in his churning mind. i will deny him sleep. i will deny him solitude. and when he needs it most, i will steal his resolve. then tenacity that has carrieds him through so many difficult nights, days, weeks, i will strip it from him.'
i have always maintained a bright outlook on the world. I am a romantic. i believe beauty and art and creativity will save us all. i believe in the inherent goodness in all things, and i rely on it for my survival.
but now, what has god done. i am sick, i am weak, i am dependant on person and product, and during this, my most vulnerable moment, a sniper is killing children in washington d.c.
we are making war with an enemy that has the capability, dormant right now, to destroy all those i love.
there are men and women in power that are saying and doing all the things i am fundamentaly against, and i am powerless to stop it.
what happened?
two years ago, all seemed golden and sky blue with infinite possibility.
today, my soul weighs more than the iron that it's wrought from.
i am too far behind. there is too much to overcome.
i have never thought about giving up before, but i see now that that's only because i've never been this close to total and complete defeat.
seemore,
please...no more
now and then, i will allow the warm glow of hope to crease the black clouds that hover over him, body and soul. a wife. perhaps close friends. love. but he will pay for these dearly. i will strip him of his energy. i will take his very legs out from underneath him. everything sweet that passes his lips, be it food or drink or drug, shall ensnare him, and make him it's slave. he will never forget the horror his simplest mistake can make. he will bear the weight of a thousand sins and each will resonate in his churning mind. i will deny him sleep. i will deny him solitude. and when he needs it most, i will steal his resolve. then tenacity that has carrieds him through so many difficult nights, days, weeks, i will strip it from him.'
i have always maintained a bright outlook on the world. I am a romantic. i believe beauty and art and creativity will save us all. i believe in the inherent goodness in all things, and i rely on it for my survival.
but now, what has god done. i am sick, i am weak, i am dependant on person and product, and during this, my most vulnerable moment, a sniper is killing children in washington d.c.
we are making war with an enemy that has the capability, dormant right now, to destroy all those i love.
there are men and women in power that are saying and doing all the things i am fundamentaly against, and i am powerless to stop it.
what happened?
two years ago, all seemed golden and sky blue with infinite possibility.
today, my soul weighs more than the iron that it's wrought from.
i am too far behind. there is too much to overcome.
i have never thought about giving up before, but i see now that that's only because i've never been this close to total and complete defeat.
seemore,
please...no more
