Wise Mother Nature

I love those moments when nature seems just as - if not more - intelligent than us. I think we humans need to be reminded of our place in life more often. Our population is far too egotistical of our existence and far too careless of all others. We are ONE species out of billions - how dare we think ourselves to be Gods? What you may see a stupid animal or a mindless plant may be reading your mind or carefully contemplating the purpose of the universe and you'd never be the wiser. Simply because they can not understand our language does not mean they are less intelligent - their species is older and wiser. It is we who are too foolish and stupid to remember and speak the language of nature - the language our own species once spoke. We have forgotten too much yet we convince ourselves just the opposite. We believe we've come so far in the world. Oh really? We are tearing our planet apart and slowly poisoning our own species and every other species on this planet. I certainly wouldn't call that progress. You claim our technology is advanced? Our technology still, to this day, can not come even close to matching that of the ancients who built great monuments that were 100% to a hundredth of a decimal perfectly aligned with every piece of themselves and the stars above them as well as the Earth's magnetic fields. THAT is advanced. We are fools who throw sticks and stones at ourselves and the world, who climb to the top of the nearest dirt pile and stand upon in, beating our chests and imagining a halo of sovereignty above our heads. So I raise my hand and salute you, nature. You remain so patient with us no matter how much we hurt you - like a mother patiently watching a growing, learning child. I dream of the day when humans remember the sacredness of nature and of being "one" so that we might actually begin to understand the concept of "God."

Written October 17th, 2013 at 1:22am

Destiny

I feel - and have always felt, since I was a small child - a deep need to make a difference. Not a desire - a NEED. It burns inside of me every single day; it is a sort of passion that no other can compare to. When I was little, I used to tell my great-grandmother that I was going to change the world someday. My resolve has not weakened with time. I believe we all have a purpose in life - I believe in destiny. Some people may go through life and never really know what their purpose is but I believe I have always known mine. The world has thrown so many things at me, trying to slow me down and stop me, but nothing has - nor ever will - work. The only thing in the universe that could ever stop me would be death and I hope that by the time my final day comes, I will be immortalized by the great changes I have made in the world. I do not want riches or fame - I want change and I will go to the greatest lengths life throws in front of me to achieve it.