Story-like writing, opinions needed rather badly...
I wrote this earlier today, a few people who saw it in my *********** liked it but their friends, and I want a hard opinion from someone. I never trust a friend because they lie to make me feel better.
So, yes... It's a bit fuzzy, and I bounce from one topic to another a bit, but I just wanted to know if I should put it in a fire place and light the damn thing on fire or if it can be worked. There's also a second part I'm working on, but I just started it.
Thanks to anyone who comments...
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We are man. We fight and squirm against something we know will happen in the end. We feel pain, and we know we are alive. We know, without reasonable doubt, that we will die. No man can stop death, and even slowing it is so painful that when death finally comes you are begging for it, on your knees groveling, though it is your fault. Swiftly or slowly it can strike, and we as man, more stupid then the animals we claim to be above, are ignorant as flies, simply going from one pointless, selfish desire to another, not stopping to think if it could be your last. Humans do not understand the value of life, the beauty in death, the perfect breath we take, we do not understand that it may be our last. Our brains are so small we cannot wrap reasonable thought around the idea, the closest we are coming to is 'God'. Ah, the creator. He has been named many things, but does he really ever change in the eyes of us? God, in any and every form, is simply of our own accordance, bringing the evil hope with it, thinking there is something better, something more, then his rat hole we are living. Do they not understand it is their fault they are here? Do they not get it? Are we, as a race, mankind, so ignorant to believe that something is going to smite us if we are 'wrong', bless us if we are 'right', when right and wrong are simply in our mind. A man stealing a loaf of bread to feed his starving family is wrong in your eyes, do you think it is wrong in his? Who defines right and wrong? Surely not God. We. We define it, we shape and form it. Fifty years ago it was wrong for a woman to wear pants to school. Now it is wrong for a woman to wear a short skirt to school. What will be 'wrong' tomorrow?
What will be right?
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