Couldn't, Wouldn't, Shouldn't - Whateva!

Dear Diary,

I've been in torment for years.
" I Must be More of This
" I Should be More like Her
"They like it When I do This
" I'm better now"

What if there was nothing wrong with us at all, all along?
In fact, under the debris of our blood, sweat, and tears, is always that little boy or girl smiling at something that sounds cool, or smart, or nice, or what have you.

It's such a strange world that adults believe that they morph into something that is better than what they were before. More skills to apply and information to distribute, yes, neat tools that seem to influence the exterior world in waves of influence yes, practiced social behavior and speech patterns to be *elegant*, yes. And yet, children all have common humanity to them, and we'd never want to say that some are more worthy or deserving or beautiful or intelligent to their faces or behind their backs really, so why do adults to that to one another? Everyone, after all, is just people. And people are beautiful, in sorrow and past that into triumph; it's years of chisteling down our kind intentions and misinterpreting each other as threats or assumptions of another one's thoughts, which are not even who a person inherently is, it's just the editing and experiences that reflects that flex; and then all the rest, they are flexes - muscles, cars, money, beauty, fame; when you get right into it, all that people will have left at the end of the point in which you no longer speak or write is the beauty that you left behind for other people to enjoy, it's the love of humanity and the creation of more beauty in it, no matter the form that we create in - for some people, that's in writing, I do love words, for others, it's a line of code, for some it's their businesses or families with morals or sculptures, art misc, speeches, it's random acts of kindness or the construction of handmade gifts, recipes, buildings, we are what we give, and how well we create ourselves to be vessels that give, is there really anything more? Of course, there is our bliss personally too, to feel achieved! Celebration! Whole! Fulfilled! Inspired! Expressed in ~Divinity~.

Eckhart Tolle has definitely got a point - there is the power of now. ;)

- That Girl, of inspiration (just my piece of the cake, and it's delicious)