Goddamn, it was beautiful today.
How beautiful indeed. All that I saw, heard, tasted, smelled, felt, did, and thought seemed to have some sort of underlying splendor. The magnificence around me was intangible but definately present. It was both a pleasant and bewildering suspicion that teased my subconscious all day.
Why? I know how I'm going to die. Confused? Good. Talk to me about it sometime.
Something else has been on my mind lately. What joy is there in treating people like shit? Or even just being a little mean? Elevate yourself by doing good. Give hugs. Pick up a hitchhiker. Smile at someone you don't like. Give others the benefit of the doubt. Plant a flower. Hang out with a lonely person. Help the struggling. Love your neighbor. Volunteer. Lay on your back, look at the sky, and be grateful. Turn the other cheek. Give a compliment. Exist for a greater good that will probably never exist itself.
I can't figure out what it is that's come over me for the past 4 or 5 days. It's kinda like being in love, but not really loving anyone. I've been feeling a strange sort of feeling of universal good will. Maybe I'll find someone to share it with soon.
Maybe I'll turn this into a poem, too.
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