(c)Kathy, strong supporter of vampirefreaks!

How your actions effect others, and their life. It would be nice if we all could don the world with smiles and laughter!

Since it's not a reality, there's always that wonderland we take ourselves into, or some of us do, whether it's in the form of something physical or mental, at some point we need an out.

Some take religion, and incorporate it into their lives in order to bring out their spiritual side. I don't like seeing it abused, but people do it anyway. I don't understand why. There's been a handful of people in my life that claim they have religion and actually live their lives like it has depth and meaning.

Others, yeah, they show up in the spiritual theater on whatever their day calls for in their Sunday best, but they'll turn their backs on a family member in a heartbeat. They don't care if the one they once claimed to love goes hungry, or needs a doctor or just need to be with the one they once thought they meant something to.

It's a sad world when you think you walk the same streets as them, they're your neighbor, or they are the person standing by your side in line at the store. It's that super nice guy who everyone waves to in the neighborhood, or works at the local store. The "real great guy!"

It's that nice woman who runs the check out at your local shopping department store. The nice dressed one that wears the small cross necklace.

I've looked into meditation and why the Buddhist do it and why it's carried so far down through the ages, and expanded throughout the world. I don't think it clicks with me, as I find more sitting around not getting things done is more depressing. I guess that's my pessimist view on that. Novel concept, sitting there to do nothing. The Christian religion says it's a way to open your mind, but to let evil in. Well, I guess I would take that over a religion that makes me jump in a snake pit. Although every time I go into the city, I feel like I'm jumping into a snake pit. "BLAH"

In my time I need to get away, rather than going on faith or wishes or what my parents believed in, at least I had parents who taught me to think for myself. Maybe that's one of the reasons I get into so much trouble haha, no, on a serious note, I'm so glad I had parents who would flat out tell me, just because they believed in something, wouldn't mean it was my calling. Of course, like any other parent they always pointed you toward their slant. Some of us learned from that experience, and others shunned it. I was more the one to take each thing and put it in a blender and make something of my own out of it all.

Will I get to heaven? Will I see true happiness, be with the one I love and not take it for granted? Will I change one in for the other? Who do you trust when you've given up your life for someone else, then they turn their back on you as if you never existed. Something to ponder, or puton a good flick and just phase out and forget this is the world, we can take it or leave it.

Just my thoughts of this evening in July.