Inhumanity Of Humans

We humans pride ourselves on being advanced, when really we’re constantly proving to be basically primal, our instincts running rampant. War, greed, hate.. It’s all so animalistic, and our oh so “modern” way of life only seems to increase our inhumanity. Although that in itself seems ironic, if being negatively instinctual is human, does it make it technically humane? When the majority of people realize that the price of love and life is much higher than that of fashion and money, maybe we may call ourselves humane as a whole. I exclude – of course – those that redeem our name unto themselves, those that fight for the God-given rights of all. Of life, peace, health. For men and women, children and the elderly. Rights to your religion, your sexual orientation, your appearance, your way of life. In moderation – in a perfect world this would be unnecessary to say – and within the limits of yourself. Without the pain of others at stake, in particularly general emotional and physical pain. This excludes the “pain” of a minister witnessing a gay marriage, for example. The inhumanity of a race so hell-bent on feigning charity can and will be discounted only when the word ‘feigning’ can be removed from that sentence and still it would be truth.

Evolution Of The Individual

You were this clean shaven mess, with only trouble on your mind. You were this sweet thing — a little boy lost. You were one to thirst, a mind waiting to be filled. You were so careful and let no information your curiosity, kill. You felt with your heart the unfamiliar love, and ached with the hurting, full of sympathy. You were the epitome of “not the norm” and you opened these eyes to real men in young form. You were full of potential, not to be cliche, and I loved you for you, and that was okay. There was a fork in the road, we both made so many decisions. When you closed your ears and your eyes, your mind closed with them. Maybe everyone changes, and not always for the best. But without you, I’m forever searching for the rest. Because a little rebellion is understandable, but shouldnt change who you are. Is the feeling of self worth and pridefulness really the problem? Most people drift away, this I understand. And tying them down will not keep them close. You are who you are, and thats who I wanted. But even if not beside me, couldnt you be who you are? Maybe whatever is blinding you to this is permanent, though I pray to God its not. But losing you myself is life, but you losing you is not.