On a Grand Scale

a feather floats invisible to the eye in its own delicate beauty into the great unknown. It comes to rest upon the chin of a giant who in turn cannot see it or even hear its landing but is aware of it as he is allergic to all things avian. It compels him to twink and brush his nose and face with his hand as his body convulses into spasmodic contortion and his face begins to swell. His eyes' view is blocked by the bloat of inflammation and his airway becomes obstructed by its own flesh as his body reacts unkindly to the histamines it is producing en masse. Eventually, after choking on his engorged tongue and suffocating through the biting down of his lip, deep enough to be a "clean through" cut, he will drown in his own blood and lose consciousness from the lack of oxygen. When his limp body crashes to the floor the weight of him will crush in his rib cage impeding the weak heartbeat he is struggling to maintain, and the injury to his skull is severe enough to have liquefied his brain matter during the impact and now shuts down his complete neuro-pathways. All in all it takes a mere ninety seconds until imminent death...

To a human something so small and unseen would be considered unheard of. Most individuals never see a million dollars in their lifetime...it really isn't a great amount of space and yet we are capable of believing in it as existing. But later will deny the obvious truths to which our eyes have seen. Like the giant we perceive ourselves as infallible and invincible. Nothing can bring us down and we have come to believe that the world and the sun all revolve around us as a beacon of awareness. The human condition is that of ignorance and not one of the group's members can claim a stake in what they have taken and not returned and the impact their small feeble selves have made on this giant of a world. Somewhere in the universe there are other bodies like our planet and solar system and the whole of them make up yet another giant to which we are just an infinitely small scale to. We are the little microscopic feathers and thorns in his or her side! You are never more important than the man you slander, the woman you make cry, the child you neglect or the tax papers you lie upon! Life is much more grandiose and if this condition called "living" is so wonderful then how come it has to be so painful. It is only temporary and we should be propelling ourselves as a whole and protecting the vital organ, the earth, that we are sharing. We, instead, are doomed to choke and drown and end it in what appears to be a painfully slow process but has been proven to be a short one as time is of no true significance whatsoever. Just ask a dog, they live seven years to our one!

When you go to bed at night I challenge you to keep your hearts and minds open to what this all entails and to assess how you act and react towards the ones you love. I suffer a far more temporary state and none of the ills of guilt that extend to the human and other lesser creatures. I am AWARE of what I say and to whom and have fully accepted the ramifications for what that is...and, I never complain about the lumps I received for I already accepted them and was actually looking forward. Stop and think and see and look past the people and strangers who are your brethren that you seem to think were put here just to fuck up your day! Start taking notice of what effects you have had and how to improve your own little section of this part and how to teach and compel others to follow. It is sickening to watch the war and famine and desolation and corruption any longer!~mobe's somber love to her all and her sad all to her loves!