my train of thought

Floog wow I haven’t blogged in super long time!

What about the stars isn’t amazing? Some people look at then everynight and some rarely even gaze upon their magnificence. Yet I feel that even those who look upon them often don’t truly see them. They are simply something there in the sky, something so many people are used to being there; taken for granted. But I can’t comprehend this way of thinking. Nothing of nature should be such a nonchalant or overlooked thing in anyone’s eyes. They are so incredible. Yet the world is so bright nowadays. It’s not many places where a person can gaze up and truely see and admire the night sky anymore. Truely see the limits of human sight into the sky. For any light that is showing into your eyes or into the sky obscure the brightness of all stars in the view if our eyes. Sure you can use a telescope, but there is nothing quite like being able to look up on a clear night and see that huge expanse of stars peppered along the sky. It is a moment that if taken well is the true beauty, the true thrill, where you will find the most happiness in life on Earth. The fact that people think it happened by accident baffles me to no end! Look at the night sky, really think about it. Admire it. How on earth can something that amazing, that awe inspiring, that beautiful be a mere accident?

Three gnomes sleep in the sky. While a dinosaur made of clouds moves closer to say hello. Meanwhile the dog sits idly by watching the alien monster sail towards the earth. High above the mighty pterodactyl blocks out the sun. Closer to the ground the lone head shreeks in fear and anger of the coming danger. His fist raised in defiance, clenched and ready to fight. Out of a portal in the sky comes a giant crab claw. Another bodyless face floats away from the crab as fast as the wind will take him.

It’s pathetic what people will do and say for a little extra attention.

Car rides are strange things. Why is it that a long drive in a car can make you think about so much? And it’s always the deep things in your life. It’s never…oh I wonder if she/he actually likes me? No, it’s always something important. Your looking out the window watching as the trees and fences zoom by. As if they are moving instead of you. It’s always that meloncholy feeling that sinks in. Right into your bones and for the rest of the time in the car you can’t shake it out. And you can’t help but think about these things that lay so heavily on your conscience, because quite simply, it’s so quiet and nobody is talking. Just you and the road, and maybe your music. Which only furthers your mood for somehow all the songs that come up are sad or remind you of something that happened in the past. Something else to think about. It’s not until you reach your destination that you snap out of your self-induced trance. It is at this point that your day gets better. You feel happy almost immediatly and you forget all about your thoughts during the car ride. It was just another car ride, for now. Until the next drive, until the car ride home. When they resurface once again.