Here it is....all over again.

Why? you are asking why?

How? you are wondering how?

Open your eyes all you blind people of a dormant disappointment!!
I can stand it no longer.

I care, do you?
And I haven't given up, have you?

Come on people!! What was all that about being one? For goodness sake, all we need is initiative.
I do not believe it is a matter of people "clicking" with certan people. If you want to know, it is precisely this attitude that all of us happily indulge in that is causing all this disparity.

To put it bluntly, what is all this bullshit about us being one?
But the root of the problem, the thing that plagues my thoughts everyday, is do we even care?
Why is it that everyone is blissfully ignoring the present state of the class? Do they not see?
And for those who have, now what?

There are 3 kinds of people.

The peacocks who are so shrouded in their feathers, and consumed by their own "beauty," that they fail to see that they can not fly, nor are they effective in defending themselves against predators. These peacocks flock together by the water's edge each day, preening their feathers, and seeing nothing but themselves.
They do not see.

Then there are the owls, who sees all, hears all and knows all. Hail. These are the wise ones who have eyes for that which is beyond what appears to be.
The owls sit.
The owls look.
The owls hoot.
The owls shake their heads.
Their feets however, stay safely and firmly to the branches in which they nestle comfortably in.
In the darkest of nights,
they hoot.....it's a call
a call
a cal
a ca
a c
a
E-c-h-o-e-s

the owls blink,
they sigh"I have done what I can, there is nothing I can do, nor anything to be done."

firmly-to-the-branches
they are the ones who see, yawn, and tuck their wings.

And here you have the sparrows.
"My dear sparrows, how are things?"
mr sparrow cocks his head.
the way sparrows do.
and mr sparrow replies " oh they are fine, never better....uh..is there anything wrong?"
my dear mr sparrow, you are the ones who don't even know...

exasperation

frustration

anger

I sigh.

Come people, let us sigh no more.
Let us be the Albatross---fish together, fly together

Let us truly, be one.
Embrace.