Once again, my friends boyfriend continues to write amazing insights to our world. He has also again allowed me to share it here. "When a lost dog wonders through the street he looks for something. Humans are like this we are all lost dogs wondering through out life trying to find the answers to life’s problems and difficulties. We find friends to help us along with them but never make them go away. We also find that mental pains are more painful then physical because physical pains go away and never bother you again till you are struck again. Mental pain remains in us and agonizes us until we wish for a quick and painless death and find our self’s facing a more brutal slow painful death. When we think we are close to a place where we find comfort and joy we see that we have learned very little. You see other dogs in the same situation and find that nobody know all, even the great scholars know a puny bit of knowledge in this world." I completey agree here. We are all mindless animals struggling to find a reason to all of this that we as a species are unable to grasp. I couldn't have stated in the way that he did though.

Alright, I'll be honest with you here. I was all inspired to write a blog, so I set up an account, but I found a little snag. I have no clue on what to write about. So, I guess for now I'll just post up my random musings. I have to warn you though, many things I say you will not be able to understand. For example, curly hair looks like turtles. See? You're probably saying wtf, cazy lady? But my beloved friends will smile and high five when they see that. Today, I have been mentally revisting the idea of death. My friend's boyfriend wrote this little gem after I was talking to him about it earlier. "Life is a prison. It is to punish us from our original splendor from using it to hurt or to bribe. Death is the guard of the prison he lets people in and out of life. Only when death is present shall we learn the true meaning of life, that is that it is a punishment and when he arrives to our cell it is to let us free back to our original splendor, back to the place nobody can plunder or destroy, back to our old selves where we will be forever more unless we commit another crime and are to be punished again. We are forced to be in this prison but for some it is a place better then the one they came from due to the many friends and families which they have never seen before and never will see after when returning to there own original place. Yet for others it is a curse and death torches them by putting them close to the people who will go the quickest or torches them when death is not looking. At the end of your long and painful punishment you are in the worst part of it. Death starts taking away the people that you have held dearly and you fall into an endless pit of disparity wanting and waiting for death to come and some times he teases you and leaves you there and makes you wait. Some call him to escape over the walls of the prison with suicide. When coming in to this punishment you know nothing of what will happen and when people start to think what happens, some come up with ridiculous stories, others just say it is life (which it is)."  For the most part, I agree with this. I only differ in believing that there is nothing waiting after death. I feel that it is black nothingness that is the same as dreamless sleep only, you never wake up from it. That's the bliss that I think is waiting for all of us, the bliss of ignorance.