Inner Thought #5

To feel, to be.

Beautiful.

Accepted.

Appreciated.

But most importantly, Loved.

People of all ages try so hard to gain theses sensations.

I can laugh at them.

Pity them.

Or acknowledge them.

Admire them.

Admire us.

As one.

Regardless to the extent of our measures in success and socializing,

We somehow always end up feeling... what's the word ?

Lonely.

But that's the beauty of it.

The desire of one's "heart".

And the power of will, strength, faith, and hope that comes along with it.

I love watching these creatures' be, though time to time it frightens me.

I watch the way problems are created, the way they are resolved.

What one can do compared too many beings.

What can I say ?

I love'em.

I love this nature.

Regardless to how many times our world crashes down, falls apart,

Or burn down, we arise from the ashes annd rebuild ourselves.

Even the dark side to it.

The ability to manipulate the world by dreaming.

Whether we are spilling blood, destroying hope, taking lives, and consuming light.

It's so beautiful.

The same way the "act of mating" is beautiful.

The ability to give and take life are in our hands.

We are beautiful. And with every thought something happens.

Every picture in your or our minds are unique.

Meaning without expressing our thoughts to the world, where would we be now ?

Men would never have taken flight.

Men would never have discovered the practice of medicine.

In other words, every life is precious.

Big or small.

Every bit of breath is important.

The breath you all breathe.

To feel sad, angry, fear... Lonely.

Where would we be without these emotions ?

We'd never want nor probably need each other.

That's all for now though.

All this beauty is blinding me.

"What is Dark without Light ?"