Trees Sneeze

missing days when wind was just the trees sneezing

and not some geothermal science.

Live a Little Differently

what are we all doing here?

sitting safely in our box rooms- with computers at hand and a fridge full of food.

why do we just sit here when there are millions of people out there who have no food to eat- no clothes to wear- nothing for them to survive. Can we even fathom that?

i know that we are supposed to learn before we can go out and save the world but look at everyone- theyre learning about making money, owning big houses and drinking beer.

what a waste. how unfair humanity is.

i wish we could all just share; coexist.

corny- maybe.

how is keeping others alive corny?

ahh. what a weird day.

i wish we were living differently.

Defense Mechanism

this moment is real.

why is it so hard to remember that? my mind just shuffles through each moment never separating reality from.... the rest

maybe dreaming is a defense mechanism.

for if we were in constant realization of reality then maybe we would never have built this world. or maybe once it would have been built- (consume, waste, consume, waste)- we would have gone insane with out our dreams.

instead we are inside- isolated from the sounds of the wind. building barriers day after day. just barely grasping the edge of our sanity by allowing ourselves to dream- to wonder off away from this isolation.

maybe the one is always stopping us from reaching the other. reality to dream, dream to reality. always stuck in the middle.

curious perhaps?

sometimes when i'm sleeping i dream about her

and how beautiful she was-how calm.

this morning when i woke up she was in my thoughts 
and im not sad thinking about it- 

im happy to know she still exists