Sunday, April 3, 2011
Micron Pens, Watercolors and Gouache
On Illustration Board
"Hello darkness, my old friend
I've come to talk with you again
Because a vision softly creeping
Left its seeds while I was sleeping
And the vision that was planted in my brain
Within the sound of silence"
People should just remain silent. They have something to say? Don't say it at all. I took a nap today. It was the best nap I've had in a while. The best I've slept in a long while. All curled up with Brennon in bed. It was lovely.
Earlier I had decided to take a walk in the woods. A quiet day and I wanted to go over what had happened the other night in my mind. So I'm walking along what I'm assuming the trail I followed when I got lost and It took me and tried to kill me. I'm just walking along next thing I know there It is. I just felt... rage... rage inside of me. I wanted to open my mouth and explode. Then.. then I felt hands on my shoulder and something wrap around my face and mouth to silence me.
I'm glad He was there. Cause I'd probably be dead for screeching my anger at the abomination.
The lesson I learned. Don't scream at people and call them out and berate then and yell at the, Instead of saying something? Why not say nothing at all. Of course I understand people do stupid shit when drunk, but yeah.
I'm seeing a lot of people hurting because one person or another wants to throw shit into the proverbial fan and watch it fly. I don't like this. I don't like it at all. We are ALL in this together one way or another. We need to keep our heads fully screwed on and make sure we all come out of this together. I'm not going to turn against anyone, or judge anyone. But, I can't stand watching this go on. I'm here for EVERYONE. I still stand by the fact that my door is open to any runner that wishes to come and find a safe haven here. We will not judge, we just ask you follow the simple rule of everyone that is here is a friend. Everyone here is equal. We are all in this together.
And I just realized. It's 9pm. I hear my brother and Sister's voices downstairs. Why are they here and not home... This is disconcerting. Mom should have picked them up hours ago. Gonna see what's going on.