Peeking into the lives of others. Reading their deepest thoughts that they have beautifully crafted into poems and short stories. Writings that please the senses. Stimulating my mind and taking it to places that are not always travelled. I wish to be an intellect and at the same time I shy away from the realm of knowledge. I see reality and begin to question the things around me. It can be depressing at times. Looking around at the concrete structures that surround me. Watching as humans begin to rapidly destroy the earth. I am lucky to live near fields, forest and lakes ... and I try to enjoy it as much as I can. Then I read the news and watch helplessly they begin to impede on the Grade A soil that lays within our gorund. Sad really. We have become too powerful and are messing with the forces around us too much. Humans were not meant to rule the world. Death is natural and yet we are trying to preserve life far past its expiration date ... then we wonder why we are running out of natural resources. The green that pumps through our veins is what destroys the world around us.