oh dear.
I saw a dear today, eating grass in a languid manner that most of us have never even come close to. just wandering. matt and I crept closer, and the dear looked up at us as if to say "yeah so?". does a dear have shoulders? if so, it shrugged its smooth shoulders and lowered its head again to continue eating. oh dear oh dear. matt and I walked over a brigde that led us over a creek, the path we took was flanked by poison ivy on both sides. we saw some apples, some rocks, some water, and a fence that reminded us how, in america (aside from national parks), there is very little left. where ever there is land, there is real estate. where ever there is real estate, there is money. where ever there is money, there is a motivation. where ever there is motivation there are green desires waiting to be poisoned. today i was thinking about what vehicles are best for social change. there are two roads of thought: from within the system, or against the system. reform or revolution. the realists maybe thinks that it's foolish to even think about change in a positive way, given the nature of the dwindling human spirit..i feel like it's being suffocated by warnings, concerns, cautions and MTV. the dwindling human spirit. across the globe, it's becoming quite desolate. the smiles run as deep as they reach across. the sadness shining bright like heaven from weathered eyes is engaging. I think that the only purity left radiates from children. anyway..back to my vehicle for social change..i should stop right there. social change translates. the minute you start debating social change, it quickly evolves into a bottom line of human spirit. and how can you debate human spirit? people have thier mentalities, thier opinions, thier churches, friends, parents. the idealists, maybe they believe that change can happen from within, but that seems far fetched as well. dear oh dear. my friend was a victim of a rant of mine, going on and on about the bible and it's flaws, and it's confusions and contradictions..and she said, simply, "it's all interpretation"...and it is. so shut up.