I have written many blog entries over the years. It does not mean I was limited; in areas of my human thinking.
I needed time to figure out; with my own hands, ears, eye, nose, mouth, feet & brain. What is being human. And how do we as humans express; a library of humans emotions. Because we're all people. Just different types that share a common space; in this place call life.
And I'll be the first to admit. To survive adversity. One must be humbled. In this flesh. To acknowledge; around the clock. Why, there is enough work. To perform in oneself.
So, yes humans make the same choices. How so, what's not been done are said. Under under the Sun on earth. Is man.
We're all going to struggle in; areas of our human emotions. Why, how else do we communicate how we feel in these human bodies.
The Blog entries Perfect Storm & Runaway. Reflect on the seasons of life. Where we as people all change.
Trust is earned. But deceit always has a way. Of taking US through a physical course. To mentally think; about people in this life.
Love has a way. To identify why. Our weakness & strengths. Hold us as humans. In emotional; freedom or bondage.
So we reflect on the World we're currently in. And the state of it. Does not look clear. Why, if it takes; pain. To give some people a purpose in life. Then what is; joy. If people continue to run. In every season Of it.
Not knowing if tomorrow; the sun will be the light in our human lives. For the days continue to exist. As All races in humanity. Wail; up in Teardrops. Of our human eyes.
