Because I disagree.
I believe that if we have more than what we need than we have no excuse not to give all the extra to those that truly need.
But I cannot give anything to anyone  other than thought or conversation. I have no money. I have wanted to return to college but cannot because of a most unfortunate debt. So I am left to think. Without classes or a job to attend. I am left alone to ponder. And I ponder and I ponder about the roots of a human being. About existence itself.

I remember the fact ha more often than not I feel like we are all trapped. Stuck. In a world of do this and do that for this and for that. All physical. But nothing physical to me, has ever mattered. I do not have huge want for myself. I only ever wanted to make something of myself for others. But I feel like I am  without the strength I used to have. Regardless of whether or not I agree with how things are going at this very moment. I cannot think of any real change I could bring. But I want to. I want to believe that each person has a purpose and each thing we do is some how connected. I do believe that everything happens for a reason. I believe that I am here back in Salem again for some meaning unknown.

I sometimes believe that my life will never be as big as I once thought. Sometimes I think that I am where I am because I am not to help myself but to help others. Then I look around and who am I helping? I just feel so much distain so many building issues but I digress. I just have to write. It is the only thing that I find a level of comfort so great that can calm me in my distress.

My words, when written release me completely.