Human: The Original Species

                                                                   I did not
                                                          want to use emotion
                                                         to prove our humanity.
                                                     I think the thing that makes
                                                    us human is the need to have
                                                       something like us. I see
                                                         this so often. An example
                                                            is owners of pets.
                                                 They constantly think that their animals
                                               can understand them. They are giving
                      their                  pets human characteristics.   Look at 
                     all aliens            they look almost human but   they just 
                       lack a             few of  the limbs of us humans  or  we
                           give            a girl     a flipper and call her   a mermaid.
                              Why      do we     want to see our kind    in ever-
                                 ything? Is it       because we feel alone?     No   I
                                    think it is        because it thrills us     to have
                                        some-            thing like us. I know     that if I
                                                        could talk with my cat   I would
                                                        be estatik (even if my    cat wouldn't
                                                         give me the time of day)    They're
                                                         plenty of more examples.   Why do
                                                         I see faces  in cars or    houses?
                                                        Is it because   we as humans    want a
                                                       relationship    with   our   homes?
                                                      I think it is         because   we are
                                                     looking for          faces in
                                                     anything.              In   my
                                                     opinion                the best
                                                    monster                 we have
                                                    is   the                     zombie.
                                                    It looks                   exactly
                                                    like us                     the only
                                                    differences                          are; missing
                                                   skin and                   and the 
                                                   want to                    eat living
                                                   humans.                    No  big 
                                                    deal.                        Some of
                                                the best movies use this. There is a 
                                           movie where a fish is trying to find his son.
                              This movie would most likely not found it's way into as many 
              homes as it did if the all the animals in the movie could not speak. I know that this
would not have been half as interesting as it was had I not put these words in the shape of a Human.

If This Scarf Is Yours I Used It

  Tonight I had a talk with my phone. I recorded myself so I wouldn't have to talk to the cold air. I am glad I did that. I had to talk out loud. When I think in my head I can stop any thoughts I don't want to hear. Yet when I talk I have to keep vocalizing my thoughts. I want to just dive in on what I said but I'll have to be shallow for my sake.

  My walk started after playing with my friends. I was tried of getting rides home from them. So I walked home with no intent of going home soon. I walked in the wrong direction just so I could think about what I would  be thinking about. I started back home and pull out my phone. I saw that the battery was almost dead and thought I might give it a proper burial soon. I then opened the recording application and started doing what the app does. I talk about how I needed to keep warm so I could stay out side longer. I talked about my future and how unsure it is. I spoke about how I don't tell my best friend these things because I cant speak about them. I also told my best friend that she has to listen to it. I talked about words and about their importance to me. I talked about all the things that would affect my future.

  I stop the recording by saying this...

                          "I have slipped tonight and I haven't gotten back up."

  I don't go home for another half hour and at the beginning of that half hour I met this scarf.

  At first I just stared at it. I felt cold so I put it around my neck. I let it hug me. My thoughts told me I should go home but I had stop listening to those type of thoughts. Instead I thought that I would put back the scarf when I was done using it. I wore it when I whistled. I wore it while a random person walked their quiet dog. I wore it while I took a picture of a tree. I stared to walk home for the third time this evening with better intentions but I still had on the scarf. I tore it off and took a picture of it. I put it back where I had met it. I wanted to stay out longer but I hadn't gotten the opportunity to meet some gloves.

    -Feathers On Fish

Let Go & Don't Know

If I gave this my all it would rip me apart.
Using the anonymity of this blog, for me, would be like trying rip out an over grown wisdom tooth.
What if I slip and let go of one of my secrets?
That I have been holding for 8 years.
I would have an Identity Crisis. 
For if I let go I wouldn't know what to be in a world where your future does matter.
I cling the things I wish didn't make up me. 
Why is writing this down making me shake?
Like when I sing in front too many people?
Have I already shared too much with people that don't truly know me?
I need more statements.  Love scares me. I love to climb trees. 
Why do I hide from my family when I enjoy their company?
Maybe it is because we fight too much.
How have I hidden here in plain view?
I am too empathic.
 

The Importance of Having a Favorite Color

If you have your favorite color know by your friends you must be a friend of mine. If people know what your favorite color is they can do many things. Lets say your favorite color is Yellow. Well your friends would know a lot more about you. They would know that you only gave that guy a compliment because he looks good in yellow. If there was an option between getting you a purple tie or a yellow tie your friends would be stuck. For the yellow tie you would love but the purple tie would look great with the yellow shirt they just bought you. If you have a favorite color shopping for anything will be easier because you don't have to choose between as many colors. Finally having a favorite color makes you have something in common with random people.

Black on White

The ways which water flows is what takes the weak,
The strong work long whiles to make small wakes,
Will we want to try are beings
if with time we would get wings,
Wash up on a wish which isnt white on black.