Thursday, December 3, 2015

Give Me The Night - Randy Crawford

Untitled XI

I feel winded when I think about death only because there's always that doubt. There's so much we don't know. Atheist are sure in their beliefs and religions are sure in their beliefs but only a fool can be sure a wise man once told me. Its usually the extremist who can be quite foolish...aye that might be harsh. My point: Death I feel is the one thing in life (ironic) we don't feel in first person, we usually experience it and go through the motions; that in itself, in some sense can be experiencing death. The being that passes away, do they miss you? Are the feelings the same on the other side? Do they cry or are they presented with so much joy that this life becomes an after thought? I picture death like waking up in the morning and the dreams you can't remember, that's your past life, and waking up is the birth of a new day. (life)

Wednesday, December 2, 2015

Crystal Waters - Gypsy Woman Full HD

Untitled X

I hate when I think too hard on a simple situation. I've realized I'm going to make mistakes and its better to make the mistakes with a free flowing mind verses being to aware of a situation and fucking up; (which come to think of it, being to aware is a mistake) LOL mistakes aren't embarrassing, they're bundles of knowledge used in the wrong scenario. =) With that said, something was born in a mistake, more choices, maybe the right direction, possibly a different pathway in the brain. Think about it like this, we say God is perfect and when looking at some animals or people, we can see that's a far cry; however is it? Take the blob fish for example. It has a humanish face, with the body of a fish like someone took the human head and merged it with a fish. Strange as shit, for sure a "mistake" or possibly perfection. There's knowledge in our mistakes because it's something we created, birthed, gave air to, our own little big bang sort of....

Tuesday, December 1, 2015

Rue The Whirl

Vegetarian-ish

I don't want to
eat meat but
our bodies
were designed
to eat meat so
we can get vitamin b,
protein to help rebuild
our muscles and replinish
our brains, we eat meat
because we needed a balance
diet when we were out on the
plains. There's plenty of other
foods that contain protein, but
nothing like sinking your teeth
into the flesh, nothing like smoked
steak or corn beef that's tender and
falls apart when lightly touched by a fork,
nothing like a roast pork drowned in gravy,
but the thought that animals feel when we kill,
makes eating meat wrong? What makes us
strong can make us cry, knowing a cow
feels fear makes me shed that tear
knowing that fear is in my body only
means its recycled, so I should pray
for my prey and hope the soul is at
rest, pray that it died to keep me alive,
understand that the kill was strictly for
food and hope the soul knows,
you were not killed
for sport, you were killed
so life can continue,
you were not killed
because you did
wrong, even if you
did wrong, there's
plenty of people who walk
this earth and eat your flesh,
even if you did wrong you
don't deserve to die because
we all have made mistakes,
and we would all miss stake
if you did not reproduce...

So what am I to do?
People would
label me as a
hippy for caring,
people would say'
"its an animal, its
dumb, it doesn't
know" so something
with low intelligence
deserves to go?? If
that's the case, there's
people we should pick
off, but lets keep that
on the low....
I'm not forcing a
vegetarian or vegan
life, just understand
that animals do feel
like us, but not
sure if they understand
there's an end or maybe
they do but something isn't
right slaughtering them
until they end...I don't know...
hot links and ribs
taste good, blessing the
food feels like a
contradiction,
contradicting what I said
a few lines up...you wouldn't
eat your cat, dog, bunny, lizard,
or whatever pet you own, you
might eat a bear, I'm sure somewhere
someone eats elephant...maybe we are
here to push the species, which in turn
would push us to evolve..I don't know,
don't extinct a species, poachers.