The world is a beautiful place, filled with the hopes and dreams of those which occupy it.
If the life of a human was a metaphor for anything, it would represent the great cycle that each
individual experiences each time a new life is born. If beauty was more than skin deep, people
would be more prejudice towards those who do not possess good looks. And if charm was a
skill that could be taught, no one would be immune to the seduction of the unknown.
out my window and write what I see, and though others may not find it especially enticing, I
will find it truly beautiful.
retain those forgotten for later use.
jealous of what I have to offer, as I am jealous of what they have.
guidance of a loving, caring parent. Other forces will prevail, and the child is then lead astray
from their once steady path. They become interested in the corrupt part of life, and less
interested in the righteous. Some may be lead astray only temporarily, and will come running
back onto the path again, to lead a fruitful life, but there are some, and always will be some,
who will be lead astray and find it too hard to find their way back. For these people, there is
little to no hope.
one, yet, you may never really get to know them. For every bit of new information you
gather about them, another 10 bits have been created. People are constantly changing,
and that is why you could spend eternity with someone and never truly get to know them.
There are even some things that you don't know about yourself, and may never find them
out. How will you react in a certain situation? You won't know until you get into that
situation. How far is too far? How much would you really care if someone you knew
suddenly died? How much would you care if one of your closest friends became addicted
to drugs, or some equally dependant state. To what extent would you go to help them
save themselves? Only time will tell.
All material which appears on this page is written by Maelyn Koo.
Copyright by Maelyn Koo - Tuesday April 7, 1998
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