I've kept it all inside.

So, another day. Another dollar.

Well......today, I think I've earned my dollars.
I often stop and wonder, why? Why do things come around that cause me to.. Pause?... Why do I have to question man kind?
Why do I have to doubt the kindness, Or yet, presume to trust my fellow man?...
I suppose that I could surmise that all men have an unfailing belief in man kind, as a general. I could daydream the prospect of one day just REALLY being able to trust. I could also dare to supposition that the only thing every man really, truly wants is a kindred-ship, a brotherhood (so to speak) with one another.
To trust and be trusted.
To love and be loved.
Right?
Isn't THAT what it's all about?
I guess I'm not so sure anymore.
The longer I live, the less I feel inclined to share those feelings with the masses.
I've become jaded. Harsh, some might say.
More to the point though, I've become disillusioned with people in general.
Mostly I find that the 'Not listening' and 'Hearing only what you want to hear' really is getting to me.
So, let's say that we all just stop and listen for a day?
Unless you're asked a question, you spend one f-in day not saying a Gorram word..
It could be an experiment.
I'd be interested in what people thought, if it actually taught the general public, something...... Anything!!!! anything beyond being selfish ass holes only concerned with BEING heard.
Every one's got a point to make. Everyone has something to say.
If everyone just shut the fuck up for a minute, everyone just might get what you're trying to convey to the rest of the world.
WOW.. I'm on the box tonight! Sorry, weed does that to ya.
I mean, weeds growing in your back yard.
Yeah, THAT's the ticket!
I promise to blog about biking soon.