I Watch Silently As the World Screams

A dump of my mind; ideas, pictures, words, and the undecided. You can expect a mess of different things.

June 5, 2012 1:51 am
missjulison:

His mate was seriously injured after she was hit by a car as she swooped low across the road. He brought her food and tended to her with love and compassion. He brought her food again but was shocked to find her dead. He then tried to move her….a rarely-seen effort for swallows. Aware that his mate is dead, he cries with adoring love. He stood beside her body with sadness and sorrow. People cried after seeing these pictures when they were published in the leading newspaper in France. All copies of the paper were sold out on the day the pictures were released.
 And many people think animals don’t have emotions.

missjulison:

His mate was seriously injured after she was hit by a car as she swooped low across the road. He brought her food and tended to her with love and compassion.
He brought her food again but was shocked to find her dead. He then tried to move her….a rarely-seen effort for swallows. Aware that his mate is dead, he cries with adoring love. He stood beside her body with sadness and sorrow.
People cried after seeing these pictures when they were published in the leading newspaper in France. All copies of the paper were sold out on the day the pictures were released.


And many people think animals don’t have emotions.

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December 25, 2011 10:24 pm

Often times I think how silly it is to feel— emotions, these things that make me smile or weep, at the ease of a gust wind on a card house.
Why do I need to feel at all?
I suppose it isn’t possible. Without feelings, I would be in a consent state of nothingness, in a way; I would not love nor miss anything, or smile back at a baby’s grin in honest pure joy, or sob when I witness the death of a loved one.
It isn’t possable to feel nothing at all, emptiness. But maybe I can get close, or close as the human body will allow.
That consent state between no emotions that I wish for, and those I wish weren’t there, is ‘content’. The emotional state I wish I could always be in is just that. If I can’t be without emotions, maybe I can possess just that one. Content. As close to nothing as I may ever get.

November 13, 2011 11:24 pm November 11, 2011 11:55 pm

I know it’s silly, feeling this way. It’s illogical, in every sense of the word. I know better, was taught better; swore I’d never be that way. I promised myself, promised I would never feel those ugly feelings.

But I do. 

And I can’t stop it.

November 8, 2011 4:51 pm