What I See...

Most people look up to the night sky and see a beautiful array of twinkles, but I…

I see exploding balls of gas that light their way through every tunnel no matter how dark.

I see their light rather than just seeing their twinkle.

I see the complexity rather than just seeing the simplicity.

I see all the things it could become rather than what it is in the now.

I see things as if i am looking through a kaleidoscope filled with perspective.

Sadly not everything is worthy to be seen with such a quiescent manner.

For there are things in this world that are too gruesome and horrific to be seen in such a way.

God… A very beautiful idea, in which when the day comes where we get the x’s on our eyes we do not see darkness, no, we see the very light that so many of our ancestors once did before us. What a beautiful idea, but I could never bring myself to believe in such an idea because as a child I was taught that if something sounded too good to be true than it probably was, but that is not the only reason I choose not to praise an idea created by a man such as “God” because it seems us men and women are not the only ones who have sinned. How could I praise a man who it not worthy of such. Could it be because hypocrisy is allowed in heaven? I do not have an objective answer for such a question. All I know is this is how I see things.