Human Mind

Ah the human mind, how fascinating it is. It never ceases to amaze me. Sometimes it amazes me in the best of ways, and sometimes in not so good ways, but it doesn't stop amazing me, ever. There is so much magic it is capable of producing, and it is just as capable of producing tragic things. Said that, beauty is in fact in the eye of the beholder and what's sad, truly utterly sad, can also hold a lot of beauty. I know it sounds like I'm rummaging but I'm going somewhere with it. Maybe I'll never truly be able to put to words how I feel, that's not me saying words are insufficient, it's just me saying searching for words is sometimes just a wasted exercise because nobody can ever truly understand anyone else in their crudest, rawest forms. We all understand bits and bobs of one another and hope that we have amongst ourselves is sufficient enough to forge a bond that is at the very least, outwardly amicable. And maybe that's all we really need. Just don't come to conclusions with any of this, they're neither necessary nor meaningful for not all stories need a satisfactory ending. Some just need an ending.

Love, peace.

An Earthian.