Two souls connected in the dark.
Neither one knowing the intensity shared between them.
Two souls depart in the morning light.
Never acknowledging the yearning that was found among them.
Two souls meeting again from a distance.
A quick glance and a hello; feeling the energy between them.
Two souls drifting through life.
Trying to find the happiness shared with each other.
Two souls reconnecting at last.
Finding each other in the dark, and returning to the light of two souls.
Monday, February 16, 2015
Two souls connected in the dark.
Sunday, February 15, 2015
I think, as a society, we have become too focused on what the world is doing for us, what the world owes us. The world owes us nothing. We are just a fraction of what the world has experienced and will continue to experience. It is us who owes the world. For life, for love, for happiness and sadness. Let's return to a life where we work together to benefit all.
Tuesday, August 19, 2014
Thursday, August 14, 2014
This morning, I couldn't sleep, so I turned on the TV. After channel surfing for about two minutes, I stopped on local news to see what the weather was going to be. What I actually saw was completely disturbing.
Tear gas, riots, military-esque fighters, fires, gun shots. It appeared to be a scene out of the Middle East. Until I realized that it was here, on American soil.
It seems that we are at war. Not against some foreign invader, but with those who are sworn to protect and serve. Our own police force has turned into terrorist militias, forcing the American public to live in fear. As the details came rolling in, it turns out that some poor kid was executed on the streets of an American town. By a police officer. Allegedly for being a black male.
Even as I write this, the governor of Missouri is deflecting the media, talking about pictures of himself. There are rumors that the police force is trying to create a media blackout so that the truth cannot come. The family of the victim have not been talked to by the police as of this morning. And it appears chaos is ensuing.
But what's even more baffling and appalling to me is what Anonymous is doing. I understand releasing the name of the officer and the recordings of police chatter, but I'm very concerned that they are threatening to release the officer's address.... What about this man's family? They did nothing wrong. Why put them at risk? Even online, the threats, trolling, and uncivilized replies is enough to make one afraid for their own personal safety.
I am not an aggressive person. I consider myself to be very peaceful, but even I am considering purchasing a hand gun. If the government continues to arm our police like militants, and hidden people continue to put innocents at risk, I fear that I will not be able to protect myself in any other way. I hate guns. I think that so many issues are caused by guns, but I'm at the point where I see no other way....
The protestors are very contradictory to their end results. While they want justice and awareness for the victim of police brutality, their violence and the assumed media reports are overshadowing what they want to achieve. I feel that everyone is looking to extort this situation, to bring about personal gain. On Instagram, there's a trending hashtag #ifiwasgunneddown in which people are putting two contradictory pictures up of themselves trying to determine which the media would use.... And I just can't help but shake my head.... This is such bullshit.... Yes. We know the media can be biased. But honestly, if you didn't take such idiotic pictures, you'd have nothing to worry about. My social media is very limited to those outside of my friends circle. If my photo was needed, the media would get me in big sunglasses, making silly faces, or participating in a color run. Because that's what I choose to let people see.
Take some damn responsibility.
Sunday, July 6, 2014
Tuesday, June 10, 2014
I love this show. It puts a nice spin on everything happening in the world. But this episode really spoke to me this morning. While surfing the internet, and goofing on Facebook, I kept seeing news about Halle Berry being ordered to pay child support to her ex-husband to take care of her child. Why is this news?
Looking through the news feed, I can see a ton of stories that are way more important than Halle Berry's lawsuit, like the five soldiers who were killed by friendly fire, or that the FAA has approved a commercial drone to fly over Alaska looking for natural resources.
Why are we as a society so obsessed with the lives of the rich and famous? Why do we watch shows about Honey Boo Boo and a bunch of idiots in Jersey Shore, but don't watch the news? Friends of mine think that I am weird because I make sure to read the news every day, from different news sources, to make sure I understand what's going on. Half my friends don't even watch the news.
With all the technology that allows us to watch, read, and listen to the news, and have news delivered to our phones, I am completely baffled over some of the breaking news articles that come over my phone. Who cares if JB is getting deported, or if Lindsay told Miley to calm her roll.... I certainly don't.
Do me a favor: Google "World Cup" and look at the news articles. People are trying to get FIFA to go elsewhere, for fear that it will collapse its economy, much like what happened in South Africa. Google "veteran affairs" and you can see that delays on medical treatment for vets are causing huge issues.
Education is supposed to show the advancement of a society. I feel like most of our society are becoming drones, eating whatever is fed to us, through reality television and faux news programs. People really need to start thinking for themselves, and questioning everything.
"Choose Life. Choose a job. Choose a career. Choose a family. Choose a fucking big television, choose washing machines, cars, compact disc players and electrical tin openers. Choose good health, low cholesterol, and dental insurance. Choose fixed interest mortgage repayments. Choose a starter home. Choose your friends. Choose leisurewear and matching luggage. Choose a three-piece suit on hire purchase in a range of fucking fabrics. Choose DIY and wondering who the fuck you are on Sunday morning. Choose sitting on that couch watching mind-numbing, spirit-crushing game shows, stuffing fucking junk food into your mouth. Choose rotting away at the end of it all, pissing your last in a miserable home, nothing more than an embarrassment to the selfish, fucked up brats you spawned to replace yourselves. Choose your future. Choose life." -- Irvine Welsch (Trainspotting)