Ingredients for a Human:
1 Heart full of excess love to share
1 Brain to think and create and wonder
2 Eyes to view beauty
1 Nose to smell the enticing earth
2 Lips with which one explores
2 Ears which hear the symphonies of day and night
2 Arms and 2 hands in order to embrace
2 Legs and 2 feet in order to connect with the earth
Alright. I changed this blog up entirely. I had a blog written, but everyone viewed it poorly since i wrote it rather sloppily and didn't convey my message properly.
But new plan. Somewhat similar topic.
Why must people insult other people's taste in music?
I woke up at 4:00AM this morning. I was disoriented and confused. I had no idea where I was and I started having hot flashes. Disturbing images were haunting me from the hellish dreams I had been having. I got out of bed and paced around my house in a desperate attempt to reclaim my sanity. I turned off the heater because I was sweating uncontrollably. My head was pounding and my throat was sore.
For as long as I can remember, I've consistently been fooled into thinking someone's a good person based solely on how smart they are. Now, I don't mean that I refuse to make friends with anyone with an IQ below 130, I mean that I won't know you're an asshole until you do something truly disgusting if there's intelligence present. And I don't know what it is . . .
