A thousand and one

There is beauty, in a heart.  Sublime ecstasy within an emotional upheaval of hormones.   

My father once told me, people are 51% good and 49% bad.  It depended on how you looked at a person which side would win.  Most people that I know always find a way to concentrate only on the bad.  Even though it weighs less than the good, human nature only sees the things that cause misery and grief.  Never once do we stop and look at that 2% difference in who we are and could become.  My father also went on to say that if you can look at that good, in time it would far out weigh the bad and the tally would then become 75% good, 25% bad.  Steadily the bad could decrease and all you are left with is blissful good. 

It shames me that so many quotes and songs talk of the heart.  My heart always feels.  Always craves.  Never wants, is happy with small needs being fulfilled, and it takes every precious moment, approximately 1 min and 30 sec long and cherishes them forever.  Watching my grandmother smile when I stumble on my words.  Having my grandfather be proud of me for earning yet another “useful” degree.  Seeing my dad know that his bad decisions created a very good one.  And of course, the sigh of the puppy right before we go to bed every night.  Oh what a life I wish I could have.  Each of these, though few and far between, grant me a life I could not live without.

Some days I feel as if I have lived for a thousand years, and that I will go on and live thousands more.

Waiting, on what, somedays I know I have found it, others I'm never sure.  The older I get, the more learn, the more learned, the less wise I become.  Once a simple, carefree, innocent child, I knew only one answer to the world around me.  Today, I am a cynical, critical, and cautious (the three C's of not being a child) adult.  There are millions of questions, zero answers, and exponential ways to tell a story.  

Sadly on a note of my attention being taken elsewhere, this blog will have to continue another day.  Upon shout outs, Thanks to the illustrious Miss Brown, I have found away to type out all my venting.  Goodnight, fare well, take care, and the next time you look at someone, don't see the 49%, instead, look closer and see the 2% more and know that such a small amount is so much bigger than the petty bad and its attempt to out weight the great.