Slowly I walk to the floor,

Staring in his eyes,

Music playing unhurriedly,

Notes are held long.

 

Brought into a hug,

A heart beat is herd.

 

Interruption of our movements.

 

Another takes the place,

Wonder in my mind,

What?

Why?

 

Slowly we twirl,

across the floorboards.

Uncomfortable stares,

Old thoughts remembered,

Hidden emotions,

Deep, general conversation.

 

Slowly we twirl,

across the floorboards,

Interruption of our questioning.

 

The other takes the place,

Wonder in the others eyes,

Confusion,

Jealousy,

 

Faded trust.

Fading music,

Fading notes.

12-13-07

            The cruelty of the human mind amazes me, I do not understand how one could be so cruel to another of its kind, with the intent of harming it for no reason, I find even myself to fall victim from time to time to this brutality, I have experienced it on both sides. Even the most caring mother can hand this mixture of emotions out. Even though everyone knows that it is not right to do, they can’t help but to faultier back to this protection, if you would call it that.

            What makes the human mind so vulnerable to this cruelty? Could it be that subconsciously everyone believes that if the person being talked about is hurt, even just for a second, the one saying the words or doing the action, is on top of the world, even if for an instant?

            When hurt, people either run for shelter, or stand and fight back, whether this fighting back be through words or physical violence. People run to other people for protection, or they take up arms and do it themselves. Those that do it themselves usually are the ones that protect those that seek protection…

            Its like calling for back-up, once you do that it is likely that something will happen, and cruelty will occur. Hits left and right, cursing and talking poorly of one another. It develops into something that most people not involved think is ridiculous, but as said before, even if for one instant there is one from the other side that is hurt, the opposing side is strong, or believed to be.

            The cruelty of the human mind amazes me. I still do not understand how one could be so cruel to another of its kind with this power struggle that rarely proves to be a gain, these old wounds do not usually recover over the short amounts of time of each generation, they are either let go of little by little, or they are fought over again and again. I too have fallen the lures of cruelty to another through words, and have become the victim as well.

            I do not understand the human mind.

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Idk what to write in this story of happiness xD Hmm well... @_@ Lets see...

 

Once upon a time there was a raindrop that wanted to be free from the water cycle and just stay in the ocean, but not matter how hard it tried it couldn't stay in the ocean, until one day a little boy put him in a jar with a bunch of other little drops and put him in the freezer and the drops were happy there, the end

 

Okay my story is done.

 

Idk what else to write.... Hmm Oh yeah I hope that Kristen likes the gifts I sent to her ^.^

 

Hmm I think I know what I am gonna do for my 50th blog... It could be very short or it could be long... But Idk yet... Hmm I think those are the two ideas i am gonna stick with ^.^ But no one will know (whoever reads these things) until it is posted :D heeheehee ^_^ I love this right now, no idea why.

 

Anywho I am gonna go xD

 

Bye-bye

Ttfn :0)