Man on the Moon?

...here it is...

Man on the Moon?

Constantly questioning…I think too much and I think too little….so where does that leave me?...i feel that I have a good sense of what makes a person “good” and what a “good” society consist of…most of this, and all of this, revolves around love…I honestly feel people want to spread love and be/feel loved…so why do we feel the need to hate so much?...where does this come from?...who is pressing this into our skulls to the point where a person is an outcast and he or she would kill another human being?...maybe we have an obscure sense of what the word love means…shouldn’t love, true love, mean the most when it comes to your fellow man or woman?...why have we come to love separation, material objects, and hatred/evil?...of course no one in his or her right mind will acknowledge the fact that they have a deep love for these things, but their actions are what really matters…so what do we need?...who decides such a important thing?...the government?...big business?...science?...media?...are all of those people more intelligent than you and I? I certainly think not….so why do we place such a large task on their shoulders and why do we accept everything they teach/tell us?...are we scared?...i can answer that one…..yes!....we are scared of being an outcast, being wrong, and being imprisoned….so how can this end and how can we, human beings, get together and control what is right?

...now I don’t know if a man actually walked on the moon or not, but the possibility that it never happened is becoming more and more plausible …now think to yourself, why would someone lie about something like that?...what gain could someone, or group, get from this?...and that is what is scary to me…statistics (which are usually 95% wrong) show that 89% percent of the public (you and I….”the little people”) believe that man actually walked on the moon…so what does that say?...I’m pretty sure 89% of the population are not fully educated in physics and space exploration…so because of that reason do we just accept it?...i know that most people would say that they do not care, but that is the same mind set that is allowing the hatred and lies to continue…we are capable of making this world better…that much I know for sure…the main thing it takes is a realization of the masses that we are all equal (money, race, etc. are just making things worse) and all we really need are the basic things in life….food, shelter, and love (true love)…


...to be continued

Path of Destruction

i don't really remember when i wrote this...but i found it today when i was going through old papers...i find it to be better if i never throw away my writings...no matter how horrid they may seem at the time...when i go back and look at them i often get inspired to write something else...hopefully better than before...anyway i am sitting at work early sunday morning...this is almost cheating because there was nothing to trigger this thought...i am simply rewriting something that i previous wrote...only if i knew what was going on around me at the time that i wrote it...i still enjoy the idea, i just only wish that i could provide a narrative for the process of thinking, or the state of mind i was in while conducting the passage...

Path of Destruction

If everyone went down the road less traveled, what will become of that path? A civilized dimension of which was once uncertain. Turning/transforming an outlier into the leader of the pack. But what if the pack was headed in the wrong direction? What if that which is considered civilized, is Darkness holding our inevitable end? Who will survive? The birds with a one-track mind? The man with no shoes, who holds his family and traditions close to his heart? He who takes only what he needs, and always gives back more? He who believes in his heart?

Relationships

i am on the metro again...this time i am headed to work...before i boarded the train i notice a female who seemed interested in the people around her...she sparked small conversation with the gentleman next to her...while on the train i glanced at her when she wasn't paying attention...i didn't want to scare her...even there in her seat all alone she seemed to be connected to the people around her...they may not of been connected or felt connected to her...but she was in-tune with her environment...i felt if i wanted to sit next to her and start chatting she wouldn't mind it one bit...i am not used to seeing people like that in the city...everyone is to themselves or their gadgets or newspapers...most people seem to be annoyed with other people's presence...i always watch people and their actions and interactions with others...i often wish more strangers could be like the woman i saw today...and to think i was, i am, so used to people being to themselves and distant that i passed up the opportunity to speak to that woman...

Relationships

What if people recorded their personal feelings and thoughts while they record history?  I believe it would provide for a more accurate description of that particular event.  Time causes change, therefore the state of the world is never the same.  But, people feel and love about the same.  If someone expressed their exact emotion and the vibe of others around them then those who look back on that time in history would be able to understand better.  We, humans, base our ways of behaving all on how much we can relate.  (relate +tionships)  We are more willing to learn or let someone teach us if we can relate.  The people we fall in love with or even become friends with all start with a spark of interest due to finding similarities.  The funny thing about that is people often say "opposites attract," but we only mean "opposites" in the things that are typically visual or obvious.  Usually the little things that started it all are not opposites.  

*"most of us" indicates my suspicion of humans tampering with human life

continuation of thought later the same day...i have worked a five hour shift and then lifted weights for about two hours...now i am headed home on the metro...there is another person who peeks my interest...but again i am too nervous to approach...

Every person bleeds.  Every person breathes, if they want to stay alive that is.  We, most of us, come from our mothers.  We, most of us, eat and drink to stay alive.  The normal structure consist of one brain, two arms, two legs, fingers and toes, two eyes, two ears, a nose, a mouth, skin, fingernails, hair, and a pair of feet.  Not all of us are blessed with these basic features, but all in all we are the same.  So why do we feel so distant from one another?  Why am I nervous to engage a conversation with you?  Why do I look at your exterior and assume we are not a fit.

i am now leaving the train..never to see the person again..did i miss my chance?

help, friendship, outlook

The Questions

sitting on the metro on my way home from work...i always sit alone and next to a window so i can see the river as the train travels over it...i also am conscious about people peeking at my writing...there are only a few people on the train because it is late...i am listening to my iPod to some smooth electronic jazz from Japan...

The Questions

I just came to this realization (not really because this was written in the past, but if you go back to the past with me you will be caught up to the present of this realization:)  Many times I asks questions that I know I can not answer; nor can anyone around answer either.  I used to think it was pointless to even say them out loud or to even think them in the first place.  But (I use "But" and "And" freely at the beginning of sentences now because of the movie Finding Forrester...movies control my life) I have come to find the answers to many of my questions on my own.  So therefore, if I never would of thought to ask those questions, would I have ever found the answers?  Yes I would have come across the answers but I would probably been unaware, or oblivious for a better term, to the fact that the answer was in my face.  So you definitely need a question before you can receive an answer.  Now with that in my head, I feel better about asking myself questions.  No matter how impossible they may seem from the point of time I am asking them.  Maybe everyone should start asking more questions.  We are a lot smarter than we think.  We just need to believe in ourselves and trust that we can find the answers.  I guess it is all about patience and believing.