Intro

So, i'm having a conversation with my friend, and it's about society,
And she says sarcastily, "Aye chica why don't you follow the trend, get with the program, do what everyone else is doing!?"
We go further into the conversation, and realise, we talk about things that most others don't.

I can easily say out loud, "Crap i'm on my period!" or "why is that people get offended when we mention masturbation?" and really not care bout who's looking at me funny. It's halarious when we do it purposely, because people do look at us funny, and you know they're thinkin "what the hell..."

Someone once said to me, "If you're not comfortable walking around naked or talking about sex without feeling uncomfortable or being cautious, then you're like everybody else." I don't willy nilly agree with that statement but, they have a point.
But hey that's how society is, we've gone from loincloths, to togas, to giant fluffy dresses, to skimpy skirts and pants. If I went bald either someone would assume I have cancer or that I'm nutty.

Though I do wonder what it'd be like to run around in a loincloth like the Indians back in the day, or hanging around a nude beach. Ha, it sounds fun.

So we take things for granted and we don't give a crap anymore. So people have false idols and false gods and whatnot, who cares! It's life, but it makes me wonder, And I've got years and years ahead of me to keep on wondering, and perhaps do something, if I'm not too lazy to...




We are the children of the earth that dries.
It's hope, it's love, that still strives.
Please Thank her that we are still alive.
So my children, bow your heads,
as we pray for life that hangs by a thread.

"O Great Mother,
We cry to to thee.
Forgive our sins and tragedy.
Father moon of sun,
let us kiss you, lest we be killed by the hands of a gun.
O Angel of Death we hear,
but please wait, we can change, we do not fear!"

Pray, they say,
every single damned day.
And thank the mother that we may.