Short Snippets

These are things that I wrote at different points in time, whenever the inspiration hit me. I used to jot things like this down on my iPod or phone throughout the day, and save them for later.



Mother Nature

Humans weren’t always like this. We weren’t always this disconnected from the earth. There was once a time when human souls and the earths pulse were one. We would beat as one heart, breath as one, and we always saw through the same eyes.  But something changed. The bond between earth and man grew weak, spinning into a single thread of joined life. We forgot how dear our friend is. We cut her down, burned her plants, and killed her animals. But worst of all, we shut her out. We built up walls around ourselves, completely away from her. We boxed ourselves up in conclave houses, breaking the final thread between her and us. We are disconnected, lost forever lost within our own ego and need for extravagance, never to be found. The earth screams at us, she tries to break through our barriers, tries to tell us to come back to her. But we hear nothing. We sit in our small offices and cozy homes and ignore her. We continue to hurt her, taking away what’s hers and using it for our own useless mechanisms. She mourns in silence, hoping one day we will cease to burn her, to destroy her, to destroy ourselves. 

Blank Puzzle

I always knew I was a completely logical person. I always think about what logically made sense, and not what I felt. He was Mr. Smarty Pants himself, always knew the answer to every question, always ready with a witty remarks or sarcastic comment. Not to mention he was completely kind and treated me like a queen, and on top of that he was handsome! Then there was me, the quiet pretty girl who read as much as she breathed, the girl who always got overlooked by the student population. We were the perfect couple, approved of by society and our parents, always getting told we were meant for each other. But what they could not see, was that him and I were like two blank puzzle pieces that fit. Logically we went together, but there was no color, no emotion to prove that we were really meant to be bound together by a few small prongs.  We were simply a couple of kids who thought they belonged together in a world void of color.

Picture of Color

The world is not simply black and white like an old vintage television, but rather filled with a variety of colors and perspectives, with depth that stretches far as the eye can see, and is seen from countless angles with differences in quality. Just a bundle of both amazing and horrid concepts that sprout a plethora of thoughts and ideas, that are all gathered and placed together like an unsolvable puzzle, creating the most brilliantly confusing and astonishingly beautiful picture television has ever seen.