Tell me the story about how the sun loved the moon so much he died every night to let her breathe
Sunday, May 17, 2015
#Mexico
So I'm in Mexico right now and don't feel like doing anything. I love relaxing and this is my chance to be free from cares for a week before real life begins. Because what my life has been up to this point has only been a small fraction of what it's really going to be like. And I honestly don't know if I'm ready to be an adult.
Monday, May 11, 2015
Wednesday, May 6, 2015
Saturday, May 2, 2015
The Mixture of Man and Nature
I look around and see the mixture of man and nature.
The ducks swim in the man made pond. People stroll through the trees and grass.
And the mixture of man and nature I see.
So should there not be then a mutual relationship between the two? Yet we feel differently.
We hold power and our hands hold destruction.
When we create we destroy.
We destroy to create.
Because we are the top of the food chain right? So we hold the power?
But nature reigned first. There was life before us and the world had a beautiful system that could adapt and mold itself so perfectly. Time after time again.
But then we came. And the world can not adapt as quickly as we destroy.
We CLAIM to own the world. We claim to own every leaf, mountain, lake. We buy property and claim to have a "right" to that piece of land and do as we please with it.
Because we hold the power?
But the world doesn't need us. We need the world. We need the world as much as a baby depends on their mother.
I look around and see the mixture of man and nature and there's not equality of power. There shouldn't be. Yet it's tipped to the wrong side of the scale. And if we are not careful there will be no more power to hold because of
-------------------destruction----------------
On both sides.
We hold that destruction in our hands. Which is the only power we have and use.
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