Crickets sing to me.
Grass sings.
The wind sings.
Find something as rare as a four-leaf clover.
No happiness lasts forever.
School children are monsters.
What burdens we must acknowledge, and then carry.
Shiver. Shake. Sweat. Shatter body and mind and heart.
Do cats feel loneliness and un-fulfilment in others as well as themselves?
I avoid people, but jump at the chance to get acquainted with animals. Can they not be just as cruel and manipulative? Hurtful even?
I feel drawn towards lonely people more than those in groups. One opinion influencing them - can it be their own? I see myself in lonely children. Why are a few people more pleasurable than crowds?
Is the power of hope just to believe?
What is instinct? Is it a cosmic force? A prophet? Something that tells you mind, body and soul if something is fine or not? Is it always right? Is it like a conscience?
You make wishes and dreams happen, but when is the time to wait, to gather energy and knowledge?
When and how do I know not to worry or think too much about that worry? Worry is uncertainty becoming fear. Is instinct based off of knowledge, or is it something born inside of us?
We all fear what can hurt us. As animals fear.
What is a hug? What is a cuddle? What is a hold? A grip? A grasp? A snuggle? A struggle? What differentiates between these? Is it the circumstance surrounding them? Is it the feeling gotten from them? Is it the intent behind them? The consent given? Like a different kind of touch?
The only thing worse than having problems is feeling you are alone with those problems.
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