The Ties That Bind Us.

“But, as you well know, appearances can be deceiving, which brings me back to the reason why we’re here. We’re not here because we’re free. We’re here because we’re not free. There is no escaping reason; no denying purpose. Because as we both know, without purpose, we would not exist. It is purpose that created us. Purpose that connects us. Purpose that pulls us. That guides us. That drives us. It is purpose that defines us. Purpose that binds us.”

-Agent Smith

This is an amazing quote, and if you think about it…it’s quote true. But as true as it may be, it is not perpetual…it is fleeting. But there another tie that binds. Something equally as important. Some even believe they are one in the same. And this tie binds every human being, every black, white, asian, every hispanic, every man and every woman. Every animal, every dog, cat, fox, toad, and squirrel. Every creature in every area of the world; every fish, every whale, every crab, tuna, and swordfish. Every monkey in the jungle, every snake, jaguar, and crocodile. Every amoeba, blood cell, protozoa, electron, and every atom. It also binds us to everything we’ve ever made: Every computer, every tv, xbox, elevator, and every phone. Every car, truck, boat, plane, train and motorcycle. It binds everything we believe…every religion, every belief, every book. It binds everything we know…every ocean, every mountain top, river, glacier, cloud, and every forest. It even binds is to things we would never imagine. To every planet, every star, every galaxy. Every supernova, nebula, and black hole.

Every person that lives, has ever lived, or ever will, is bound by this.
Everything we know, have known, or ever know is bound by this.
Everything we create, have created, or will create is bound by this.

Everything. And what is this bind…?

Death.

–M–

Im just a misguided ghost…travelling endlessly…

for those that know me, you are aware of my sharp and biting sarcasm that i carry with me at all times. im never at a loss for words and can always make people laugh. sometimes, people are the victims so that others may laugh but i always turn my attention on those very others so everyone gets a turn.

for those that REALLY know me, they know that beyond this, im the rock when terrible things happen. the shoulder to cry on. the ear that listens. the person to vent to. and within that, i use my humor to make those closest to me laugh and smile. to ease their tears and alleviate their stress. and i do it gladly.

but i feel nothing.

i dont have those stresses, those fears and pains. i experience them right along side my friends and family, but i dont feel it that way they do. all i feel is humor. all i do is laugh and make those around me laugh…even at my own expense.

Pablo Neruda, a Chilean poet, once said “laughter is the language of the soul.” i hold to the belief that this is true. if it isnt, then i believe that i have no soul. if left me along time ago, and laughter is all i have left.

i have the ability to make anyone laugh in any situation, no matter how grave. is that really that bad?

–M–

Gravity vs Intelligent Falling. Round 2.

so like i was saying, back in the 1600′s this guy was sitting under a tree, minding his own business and this apple decides to nail him in the head and BOOM! Gravity. or so the story goes…

first off, the apple didnt hit his head. he observed it falling from the tree, hitting the ground, and rolling a little. but here is the question…how do we really know it was an apple? it could have just as easily been a pear. or maybe he was chillin on the beach with a mojito and saw a coconut drop. hell, maybe some kid in a tree fell and busted his face open and he watched the blood roll downhill.

personally, i do not think it was an apple. there are 2 apples on earth that are universally known. adam’s apple from the garden of eden and newton’s apple. however, in the 1600′s only adam’s apple was known. the world at the time was very much into god as the “interventionist,” that things happened because he wanted them to. this finding, however, changed it to a stiff divide between that god and a god who creates based on order and leaves us to our own devices.

I think using the apple was a direct mockery of the apple from the bible and a giant middle finger to the “god” of that time (since its well known fact that god changes based on the year and who you ask and where they live). it hadnt even been two centuries since the dark ages and the spanish inquisition and the countless millions killed in the name of this god. newton saw an opening and went for it, never having realized the long lasting effects of his decision. how could he?

he took his science and put it up directly against religion, and won. and here we are. its kind of like those clowns in kansas no longer teaching evolution in their schools. a big middle finger to the scientific community. but thats the south for you.

we salute you newton!

–M–

…and back into the light.

deaths embrace. finally upon me. its warm…like a blanket. my eyes are closed, yet still the brightness overwhelms me. i struggle to open them, and when i do im in a clearing in the middle of a forest. a slight breeze hits me, carrying with it the wonderful aroma of pine and flowers. above, the clouds roll along, forever chasing a destination they can never reach. i feel something…something inside. happiness? i cant remember, its been so long. where am i? who am i? i feel so, so alive!!!

i find a trail heading into the woods and decide to follow it. it weaves in and out of the trees like a meandering river struggling to find its way. the trees are covered in soft, wet moss. the smell is invigorating. high in the trees i can hear birds chirping, and much closer small animals, that i can only assume may be rabbits or squirrels, scurry threw the underbrush at my approach. somewhere in the distance i can hear rushing water.

as i follow this path, i happen upon a cave. it goes so deep, its nothing but a black whole seemingly floating in the side of a granite outcropping. at the base of the opening is a small pile of stones, purposeful in there placement. dare i enter? this place is so beautiful…much more so then the darkness i awoke from. but curiosity gets the best of me, and i head inside…

IM AWAKE!?! but where am i? im in my bed…at home. but, how? how did i get here? was it a dream? how can i go back. was it the cave? that feeling…the feeling of happiness is gone once more. its still back there, in that beautiful forest. i went into the darkness and back into the light, but now im here. the gray area of this world. i dont know whats worse, not being alive…or not being dead. perhaps someday i will get to visit that forest once more…

–M–

ps. justacutebostongirl1212, when you lose your fear, let me know.