You know.. there are a lot of terrible things going on in the world that I think about constantly. Things I worry about and to feeling so helpless and hopeless about because I can't really do anything about them. Not alone anyway. I know I may sit here, in my house, hardly ever leaving... glued to my computer and immersed in my little fantasy
world of games and my art, but I care about what's going on "out there".

Right now.. at this very second..
A child has died of starvation
A man or woman has died of AIDS
An innocent person has died in a car crash
An innocent animal is being abused and tortured
A man is cheating on his loving unknowing wife
A woman is cheating on her loving unknowing husband
A parent has just found out their child is dead
ANOTHER child has been infected with Malaria in Africa
ANOTHER child has died from Malaria in Africa
A homeless man is dying alone
A homeless woman is dying alone
Someone is being sexually abused
Someone is being physically abused


Well.. the list could go on and on. On top of all of those things, our world and our planet are in shambles. I had heard it time and time again "Earth IS hell..".. but until someone mentioned it again recently during idle conversation, it hadn't really stuck with me. Now I'm more open to the possibility. So, suppose it is.. and we're all here because we did something terribly wrong. And death is simply your time served being up. So if you die young, does that mean you didn't do anything too terrible? You come here, die at age 5, go back... but come here, live to 80... you must have done something really bad? This is mostly just thoughts I pulled out of my ass, I don't necessarily believe this, just can't help but wonder about it.

I just wish I could actually do something to help.. or change the way the world is. Ever seen the movie Pay it Forward? I highly recommend it. Geeze, if everyone did what the kid does in that movie.. and I mean EVERYONE, wow.

Too many people are just mean and uncaring. So many people are too self absorbed. The little teenage girls crying because they had to buy their jeans at gap instead of gucci.. or the little emo boys crying because their brand new car had a shiny leather brown interior instead of black.

I am fed.. I can breath.. I have a warm bed to sleep in and people who love me. I wish that for all the people who don't have it.


If this all sounds like a whine, don't mind me... I just had to write out all of the crap going through my mind. That's what these things are for anyway right?

Done.