What is it about us as humans that make us want to bring up the past of others? Is it a coping mechanism for when we’re hurting to make ourselves feel better by making someone else feel crappy? Is it that we’re so hurt and cast down that all we can think about is negativity? Why is it so hard to forget the past?
What is it about us as humans that makes us so spiteful? Does it make us feel good when someone else hurts? Does it all of a sudden makes us feel better about ourselves? Or are we REALLY trying to let others feel the way we did when they hurt us?
Why are we as humans so fragile? We get cut easily. We bleed easily. We ail easily. We cry easily. We die easily. Is it because our bodies are made of clay? Simple dust of the Earth. Tread upon by humans and animals as if it’s nothing. Easily washed away with water. Yet the dust of the earth so essential for life. It yields fruit to nourish our bodies… just as we do to help those that we love. But, we still continue to tread upon it and destroy it with pollutants and garbage…. Just as we do to each other with our words and our acts of hatred.
How did we get like this?