Your Thoughts on… 

With the year coming to a close,  things rush into your head like a review of a movie that came out this year,  starring you and everybody you’ve interacted with in supporting roles. What has been said; what you have done;  how you’ve reacted or how you should’ve,  could’ve or would’ve reacted and otherwise. Then you ask yourself,  what is an old soul’s business in this modern day?  A time when people are the most sensitive to other people’s feelings but not morals.  Well,  I don’t mean to forget about the rebels. A rebel without a cause, a phrase brought to life by some this day and age. 
Many times have people thought and even sure that the world will end,  pointing fingers on the four horsemen being among us,  walking among us.  Nobody knows but the Father the Bible says,  not even the Son.  But men’s arrogance went so far as calculating when it is. 
Indeed we have come to an age where having morals are being frowned upon by the majority.  Doing the right thing was never easy.  Empathy is as rare as common sense.  Feelings matter more than logic. I have always come back to that essay Paul Harvey wrote entitled,  If I were the devil, the essay has come to life if we try to look around the world today.  To summarize it,  it’s about the modern times,  and what it is today. 
I understand how people have been hesitant to talk about what they believe in, in terms of religion,  what their opinions are in terms of politics and their overall thoughts on everyday things to not offend. Like what our older generations love to point out,  as the idea of our dogs getting neutered creeped into one of our norms,  have we lost ours as well? 

These thoughts don’t come from a high horse or from someone who claims to have a moral high ground but I try.  The tone of these thoughts are rooted from disappointment because as the beings on top of the food chain, we ought to be better. 
-Juliet 12102017

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Digging Your Grave

As we all grow older, sometimes we forget what we always have in our hearts.  Me,  I have forgotten better yet maybe abandonned my first love, writing.  Writing has always been my passion,  my refuge at times and even my friend.  Funny how life seem short and yet we make our everyday almost the same as yesterday. We are truly content in just putting one foot after the other. Why not skip on the crosswalk,  or eat that whole bucket of ice cream without guilt. Breathe like the next will be your last.  Cry like the mermaids and laugh like there’s no tomorrow.  Easy to be all poetic in this beautiful world and age we live in but the truth is,  society left us fewer and fewer choices. Then a day comes,  we find ourselves, on a quiet afternoon with our thoughts and that loud silence,  empty.  We plan to get to our goals but lose ourselves in the process.  We’re drowning in the mundane rituals we call normal,  striving to keep our sanity and yet it’s damaging to our soul.  But when life calls our attention,  only then we realize how we’re on the road to becoming robots.  Everyday, from the moment we get up,  we begin to be who our modern selves truly are-slaves of time.  
-juliet 03282017

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