For What It’s Worth…

Even if I took the time to say what is in my soul would it really matter?

Is cruelty inbred or learned?

Are butterflies truly free?

Can you kill with kindness? Shouldn’t we test the theory?

When a desire is exhaled on a breath where does it go?

If you could, would you touch me?

Do you know?

Is there a trail of salt left behind from the tears we cry?  If someone follows it, will it lead them to a rainbow?

When a song is no longer sung softly in the cool dark of night,  does its memory reside in one’s heart?  Or does it slowly dissipate into nothingness?

Would you know the difference between drops of rain and drops of tears when walking in the rain forest?

If you could say one thing, what would it be?

Do you remember everything?  Or will little bits and pieces of  the memories  fall through to the wrinkles,  never to be recalled again?

Are promises real?

If you break a promise do you break a heart?

Sometimes all you need is one word.  But what word would you choose?

Is everyone aware that words can never be forgotten?

Do you care?

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7 thoughts on “For What It’s Worth…

  1. “Even if I took the time to say what is in my soul would it really matter?”

    yes, it matters.

    “Is cruelty inbred or learned?”

    i believe in the purity of the innocence of the newborn. thus, cruelty is learned.

    “Are butterflies truly free?”

    not all of them. some become captives. netted by cruelty.

    “Can you kill with kindness? Shouldn’t we test the theory?”

    if a date and time was set for everyone to do it at the same time, it would change the world

    “When a desire is exhaled on a breath where does it go?”

    it becomes breathless desire

    “If you could, would you touch me?”

    if words could do that, they would be touching you right now

    “Do you know?”

    yes, many things… but more are the things i do not know

    “Is there a trail of salt left behind from the tears we cry? If someone follows it, will it lead them to a rainbow?”

    rainbows are phenomenal. if i found a trail of tears i would follow it until i found the crying eyes that made it.

    “When a song is no longer sung softly in the cool dark of night, does its memory reside in one’s heart? Or does it slowly dissipate into nothingness?”

    memories that reside in the heart are more durable than those that reside in the brain. memories of the heart never dissipate.

    “Would you know the difference between drops of rain and drops of tears when walking in the rain forest?”

    only after the rain ceases.

    “If you could say one thing, what would it be?”

    love.

    “Do you remember everything? Or will little bits and pieces of the memories fall through to the wrinkles, never to be recalled again?”

    with ROC, there are no wrinkles for memories to fall into. that’s been the suggestion anyway 😉 we remember everything, always. it’s not always accessible to the mind, but everything is there.

    “Are promises real?”

    the promises themselves are real, but see the next question for part B.

    “If you break a promise do you break a heart?”

    yes

    “Sometimes all you need is one word. But what word would you choose?”

    love. oh, that was my one thing, above.

    “Is everyone aware that words can never be forgotten?”

    only people who care to be aware.

    “Do you care?”

    yes.

    in honor of your birthday, i decided to answer your unanswerable burning questions.

    Here’s a row of 41 virtual lit candles, all you have to do is close your eyes and make a wish, then blow them out.

    iiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii

    They used to say that if a candle was still lit after blowing them out, it would take a year for your wish to come true. Or however many remained lit. Virtual candles are different, LOL. They all go out when you blow on them.

    Cake makes everything all better, always. Ice cream, too!

    And time… time is ephemeral. The only instances when it seems to slow down is when we wish it would speed up.

    I hope you have a happy day.

  2. It’s 15+26. Or 9+32. Or 20+21. Etc. You can split it how ever you choose, and select the appropriate age for any given day (or moment). For instance, right now, I’m choosing 16 for myself. Just old enough to drive, too young to (legally) drink, and smarter than my grandma 🙂 (Doesn’t a fresh 16 year-old always think they are smarter than any adult!)

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