Letter to the Human Race
This is my letter, to all those who wish to read
My letter is full of frusteration and pain. So i will make it short and leave it in open-ended questoin format. Why do people, females, males, generally, leave everything up to the one it hurts most? Instead of giving out the feelings they keep them bottled up inside. Inquiry does nothing, only leaves the thoughts there, burning at the soul, at the essence of a person. When everything is wrong, they do not say anything. They refuse to open their mouths, instead they try to grasp at straws and give a false hope. A hope of a possibility, the hope of being, the hope of happiness, the lie of happiness. Feelings are complicated, they incompas what we are, they are our ego, our personality, our very behavoir with life. Feelings are never brought up unless things are in a possition where they can hurt. The human race is doomed for ever and eternity because of our ficklness in our own feelings. We sway from option to option, back and forth, within a week, a day, a decade. Life in essence, is something that gives us an opertunity to be great, to be loved, to hurt and to hate. But it is okay, life is the every thing and the every one. The act of having a concious brain of thoughts and feelings is what makes us who we are. We cannot blame others for feelings, we cannot punish ourselves for what we feel. My letter to the human race it seems to be the everything and everyone in it. The human race, the interactions between us all. Why must we hurt? Why must we love? Because we have too. If we did not, we would not be. We would not be here, we would not be alive, we would not be who we are, we would not be in the world as we know it today. Love, hate, confusion, frusteration, happiness, joy, pain, pleasure, they all stem from the same needing of to experince feelings. Wether we conciously realize what we do or not is another story, but the reason we do it is because we require it. We need a sense of reality, we do not know why we do these things. We will never know why we give our beings to others, we will never know why we hurt others without reasons, we will never know as to the reason behind why we are the way we are. For 16 years of experince of life, i have not seen much. I have not been experince to all that the world and others have to offer. Pain, pleasure, hate, love, the feeling of security of knowing that someone out there, besides the ones who must, is there for you. I often because i know about my feelings feel that i should lay myself down for others, because happiness is not something that should be horded or enjoyed soley. Happiness however, to those who lay themselves down for others, seems to never find its way back around the globe and into the arms of the ones who yearn for it most. Those who do get it, get it in small doses, but thats all happiness is. Happiness is both aclimating to it, and dealing with loosing it. The fact that we take what we have with a grain of salt, the fact that we move on with our lives after having something for so long is because we have to experince. We have to do it all. We cannot be happy with a new car after 3 years. Yet you aclimate to it. You cannot be happy with one person your entire life, not even in marriage. The best you can do is realize to yourself that, this is my life, these are the people i have let into it, these are the people i trusted once and i should trust. For some, they are blinded by the world around them. For others, they see what they have, they take it in, and enjoy it on a daily basis, and are the people who are truly happy. The few of us who are shot down in life, the few of us who are never let into the homes of the minds of others yet let others in freely are only there in the world to emotionally boost others.
My letter to the Human Race, love one another, be happy, accepting defeat is a mandatory part of life, accepting your fate as a human and your mortality is there. Accept life for what it is, Life.
Keith
My letter is full of frusteration and pain. So i will make it short and leave it in open-ended questoin format. Why do people, females, males, generally, leave everything up to the one it hurts most? Instead of giving out the feelings they keep them bottled up inside. Inquiry does nothing, only leaves the thoughts there, burning at the soul, at the essence of a person. When everything is wrong, they do not say anything. They refuse to open their mouths, instead they try to grasp at straws and give a false hope. A hope of a possibility, the hope of being, the hope of happiness, the lie of happiness. Feelings are complicated, they incompas what we are, they are our ego, our personality, our very behavoir with life. Feelings are never brought up unless things are in a possition where they can hurt. The human race is doomed for ever and eternity because of our ficklness in our own feelings. We sway from option to option, back and forth, within a week, a day, a decade. Life in essence, is something that gives us an opertunity to be great, to be loved, to hurt and to hate. But it is okay, life is the every thing and the every one. The act of having a concious brain of thoughts and feelings is what makes us who we are. We cannot blame others for feelings, we cannot punish ourselves for what we feel. My letter to the human race it seems to be the everything and everyone in it. The human race, the interactions between us all. Why must we hurt? Why must we love? Because we have too. If we did not, we would not be. We would not be here, we would not be alive, we would not be who we are, we would not be in the world as we know it today. Love, hate, confusion, frusteration, happiness, joy, pain, pleasure, they all stem from the same needing of to experince feelings. Wether we conciously realize what we do or not is another story, but the reason we do it is because we require it. We need a sense of reality, we do not know why we do these things. We will never know why we give our beings to others, we will never know why we hurt others without reasons, we will never know as to the reason behind why we are the way we are. For 16 years of experince of life, i have not seen much. I have not been experince to all that the world and others have to offer. Pain, pleasure, hate, love, the feeling of security of knowing that someone out there, besides the ones who must, is there for you. I often because i know about my feelings feel that i should lay myself down for others, because happiness is not something that should be horded or enjoyed soley. Happiness however, to those who lay themselves down for others, seems to never find its way back around the globe and into the arms of the ones who yearn for it most. Those who do get it, get it in small doses, but thats all happiness is. Happiness is both aclimating to it, and dealing with loosing it. The fact that we take what we have with a grain of salt, the fact that we move on with our lives after having something for so long is because we have to experince. We have to do it all. We cannot be happy with a new car after 3 years. Yet you aclimate to it. You cannot be happy with one person your entire life, not even in marriage. The best you can do is realize to yourself that, this is my life, these are the people i have let into it, these are the people i trusted once and i should trust. For some, they are blinded by the world around them. For others, they see what they have, they take it in, and enjoy it on a daily basis, and are the people who are truly happy. The few of us who are shot down in life, the few of us who are never let into the homes of the minds of others yet let others in freely are only there in the world to emotionally boost others.
My letter to the Human Race, love one another, be happy, accepting defeat is a mandatory part of life, accepting your fate as a human and your mortality is there. Accept life for what it is, Life.
Keith
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