Shave your eyebrows for someone who needs them?
Never have *** so you don’t spread disease?
Give all of your clothes away to someone needy?
Trash your best friend to save your life?
Dedicate your life to the Lord?
Give away your kidney?
Cut down the last tree in the world to stay warm awhile?
These questions take time to answer…
But you’ll never know the real answer.
Until the time comes when your character is tested.
How do you know you’ll shave your eyebrows??
You really won’t EVER have *** again?
You would give up thousands of dollars of clothes to a stranger?
Just so you could live, you would put a knife in your friend’s heart?
(Figuratively speaking of course…)
Your whole life solely for a man who may or may not exist?
You’d have yourself cut open to give away a part of YOU?
How do you know you’ll live after cutting down the last tree?
I just put doubt in your mind.
I’m not questioning intentions or trying to make you cry…
I’m just double checking.
We don’t know what we’ll do to save someone else until that time comes.
Think about your answers to the questions…
Are you sure?
Do you want to change them?
Think again…

We are one drop in an ocean of water.
One grain of sand on an endless beach.
A single sparkle in a bottle of nail polish.
A lone word in the Dictionary.
The solitary star in the sky.
Who was it that said we were just one?
They were right.
But they were also wrong.
All of us are more than one.
I am me,
You are you,
She is she,
He is he…
There is no we.
I am my own ocean,
You are your own beach,
She is her own bottle of nail polish,
He is his own Dictionary…
There is a certain word to describe every unique person.
That is, Individual.
Singular.
Distinct.
Separate.
Single.

Toby
I loved him so
His sister Maisie, too
But something happened to Toby
Love you

Snow falls down to me.
I stand catching the white flakes,
Pink tongue hanging out.

Float, float, floating in the breeze.
Drop, drop, dropping its tears on the world.
Form, form, forming into bunnies and dragons.
Into the breeze,
They fly away,
Until the next day,
When you see them play.

Green tells the world to stop fighting.
Red bleeds for everyone’s wounds.
Blue helps all of the rivers flow back to the ocean.
Purple heals all of the bruises inside.
Yellow helps the sun shine on our world.
Pink helps all of the birds sing songs of love.
Orange tells all of the flowers to bloom in the spring.

Little gestures mean everything and hold bigger messages.
Only everyone feels it.
Very few feel hurt or pain, but can be helped.
Every mistake is embraced and no one is sitting alone.

The sadness overtakes your life.
You feel sluggish & tired.
All you want to do is sleep.
You can’t eat.
Tears are constantly running down your cheeks.
Feeling comfortable in the steamy water of the bath you’ve drawn.
Nothing could ever get your happiness & glee back.
Your life has washed down the drain, but you don’t care.
Nobody cares about me, you think.
I love no one, &  no one loves me.
I despise everyone, I don’t care who they are.
I hate them.
I loathe the happiness of others.
Until, finally, when you go up to Heaven, you’re the happiest person ever.

So what is a dream?
Is it a fantasy of what we want?
Maybe it’s the life we want to live?
Or it could be what we don’t want to happen…
It could possibly be things that will happen in the future.
How come we remember some dreams, but not others?
Are some just more significant than others?
How long do we dream?
For only a few fragile moments?
Or perhaps for as long as we sleep…
A dream…
What is it?
Will it be the same for every person?

Pure Hell
Makes No Sense
We Can Do Without It