Right now, I'm in Massachusetts in the middle of a huge thunderstorm, and I was thinking about my cat. I had had her for almost my whole life, because my family rescued her from an old house where she was being neglected and eventually abandoned. She had all these problems with her kidneys and we had to have all of her teeth pulled because of infections, and she eventually became deaf, but she turned out ok. She was about 13, and getting old. She started getting really hard to take care of, because she kept getting more medical problems. We were spending so much money and no matter what we did, we knew she wouldn't make it much longer, and yesterday, we had to put her to sleep. That got me thinking about the nature and society, and I realized how entirely unforgiving the world really is. I hate to get all serious all of the sudden, but it really is sad. The world is full of diseases and natural disasters and awful things, and humans can barely do anything about it. Things like alzheimers, that force people to forget how to complete the most basic yet necessary tasks, and they even forget who there closest and most loved people in their lives are. They essentially lose their lives without actually dying. Then there's just the diseases that kill people, just KILL them, people and animals and anything that is alive. Then you have these people that are born with or develope a personality that makes it so that all that satisfies them is killing animals, or people, or both. And since the beginning of time, there have been natural disasters like tornadoes and earthquakes, which, in some ways, is worse than disease or death, because people see the things that they have grown up with, or worked hard to make, or just the things that they love just...destroyed. Right before their eyes. Just ruined. People and animals are left so close to dead from disease, or disasters, or awful people, that they wonder why they can't just die, and they wish they were dead because they are in so much pain, that it just doesn't seem like it's worth it anymore. It is really really SAD. This also helped me realize how puny humans really are. We are NOTHING compared to all of the different phenomenons and creatures and diseases in the world. Yes, the world can be a great place, and we should be grateful for some parts of it, but it can also be such a crushing and depressing place. Why does death even exist? Why can't living things stay that way? Death rips the most important things in our lives away from our grasp, unforgivingly and truly powerful. If God really exists, why does he subject us to this? Why can't he just MAKE IT GO AWAY. Rid us of death and disasters and all the bad things, why? Again, I hate to be all serious and deep, but I just really needed to say that. It's sad, and something nobody wants to hear, but it's true.
