Pictorial Prose

Pictorial Prose
Indulging my most lucid daydreams

Thursday, July 07, 2005

Just your ordinary day!

Living within my own corner of the world issues with which I have to deal with seem trivial , as much beauty that exists, the simplicity of life cradles upon the determination of evil to stain that which seems so pure in thought. It boggles my mind that the negative energy has found a platform to survive.
Astonished with the lack of conscience that exist within some individuals and a troubling mind set that would enable one person to hurt another or the ability to carry out destruction without any morale respect for human life . I can’t imagine walking in the steps of evil. What must evil do to condone such actions?
Is educating enough or is the mind bent from birth to lean towards the beast of violence. Optimism wavers as each violent strike against society trials the patience of good. The instinct to protect threatens the stability of our world as we know it. Do we step on the same podium of destruction to prove righteousness? I fear that the minds whom we trust to make decisions have a Neanderthal approach. The old adage “ history repeats itself “ sends a chill of sadness.