What inspires you most about the world?
Okay...that aside, thanks given where due, here I am, once again reaching out to my world... at a very late, ungodly hour....
Hello World...not sure I know what inspires me most about you but hey, I will allow this question to ransack my brain and hopefully it will find the best answer.
%@#*OUCH!*#$!@ (My head is hurting already!)
Okay. I think the question has found something...let's take a look....
Yikes! I need drum rolls. I can't believe I have this in my mind:- "Dear World, everything about you inspires me from the top of your skies to the bottom of your seas. Yep, definitely the whole of you...from the sound of your intoxicating music, the scent of your sweet breath, the touch of your warm soul, the sight of your enchanting smile and the taste of your passion...."
(I'm smiling broadly at such a great find when someone whispers loudly in my ear.)
"YOU DO HAVE A LOT OF CRAP in your head, don't you."
What the huh! Who said that?
!!!!!!!!!! "I." !!!!!!!!!
Unholy hour.......it's Lucifer. "Hello, my fallen angel." I gulp. "Happy Thanksgiving to you and your underworld from Canada and the world wide web."
Lucifer's eyebrow shot up sky high...as if to say, "What's there to be thankful about?"
Ingrate bastard! I scowl at him but he only leans forward to gently brush his cheek against mine. "Thanks, Baby. I'm most greatful I have you."
His charm is magical. I stare in wonder at him. Mmm....the sweet paradox wannabe is wearing his usual BLACK as sin t-shirt with large white text that says...."THIS SHIRT IS GREEN."
My breath is suddenly knocked out of my throat with his warm breath in my ear. "My body is green too." He whispers hotly.
I felt my eyes widen in shock. "Huh? But I always thought your body's immortal!"
"Nope but my seeds are." The incorrigible bastard grins wickedly. "Now...tell me one thing about the world that inspires you the most, baby."
Ha. I bet he's thinks I would pick him. Cocky, sure-footed bastard! "Er...I don't know....my mind is filled of crap...okay." I manage a sniff and a pout at the same time.
He chuckles. "Oh, come on, baby. I was only teasing."
"Oh, alright!" I say grudgingly. "I pick the human species."
He makes a sound of disbelief. "What?"
"Can't you see how magical we are?"
"No. I don't see anything magical about..." He stops. "Well...that excludes you of course." He manages to look contrite. "Go on...I'm intrigued...tell me more."
I forgive him instantly. I can never hold grudges for long. "We are outfitted with the ability to create, heal/preserve or destroy ourselves and other species...almost as if we are guardians/healer/destroyer of our planet. No other species know how to self-destruct. No other species are this phenomenal..."
The devil exhales slowly. "Are you sure you can create yourselves?"
"Er...we could clone ourselves plus re-create ourselves through other means...like a nose job here, some splicing there, iron pumping everywhere....and lo....we could be transformed in no time...."
"I see." Lucifer is looking doubtful.
Well, too bad because there are times when I think sub-consciously we created ourselves and this universe...that the mind only wants to see duality all around us...that it refuses to see that the art and the artist are one and the same...that the musician creates the music and the music creates the musician...(if it wasn't for their music, we'd never know the musician).....that god is inside his creation and his creation is inside god. We are not separate...and yet we are ;-) And--
"Other species are phenomenal in their own way too." Lucifer interrupts my busload of thoughts...
"True." I agree. "But although we were not given powerful noses to sniff out predators or victims, special feet to outrun the dangerous kinds, sharp claws to kill the strong or thick fur to protect the weak, we were gifted with the mind to accomplish all of the above or more..." I pause for breath.
"Go on." Lucifer is all ears.
"First our mind made us use horses to outrun our victim or capture our enemy...but later on that same mind is either filled with remorse at overworking the poor animals or the donkeys were not fast enough for us...so we end up building cars and boats and jets....now....absolutely no species can outrun, out-fly or out-swim us..."
"Magical." Lucifer says. "Tell me more baby, I'm still hungry."
I grin. "We can make sweeter, more delicious foods than nature...sure beats her sour grapes, eh?"
"Hmm...you make delicious smiles too." Lucifer pulls me to my feet and into his arms. "Mmm...very inspiring..."
"Yep," I say proudly. "We are a very inspiring species....and now that our minds are more grown up, we can see we are destroying the very things that aid our survival..." I sighed. "Our Gaia really need a face lift....er...a whole body lift.....more forests, less concrete. We need to heal our planet.... and soon."
"How are you going to pull that one off, heal your planet?" Lucifer looks concerned.
Mmm...he's really so sweet...if only all of my species could see that all life forms should be cherished and respected, that each and every species are vital to the survival of this planet, that we are all here for a reason,...that if we have the ability to destroy, we should only destroy ourselves......ya know....like that slogan I saw the other day........'save the planet...kill yourself...'
Lucifer smiles as if he could read my thoughts. "I've noticed it takes only one person to motivate all of you at times...so how are you going to cooperate to make this planet livable for the children of your children."
I take a deep breath, feeling loved and cherished within Lucifer's arms. "I'm not sure yet but so far I'm being low-maintenance...sharing and caring and using less of everything..." I closed my eyes at the horror of it all...me or my children or their children dying of horrible diseases...living in fear...dying in fear....horrors upon horrors...
"Hey." Lucifer tips my chin up. "Cheer up. Every generation before you have experienced worse kinds of horrors...it's the thing that keeps your species considerate and compassionate..."
"Well..." I huff. "We have enough other horrors to keep us humane...shortage of food, accidents, addictions, mental imbalance, etc. etc...so I'm going to inspire myself further....I am going to wear the shoes of this whole planet before I galvanized myself into future action....spend less, drive less, eat less, work harder, walk faster, smile more, kill zero..er...ants, co-exist with the devil, allow Pepe Le Pew and all his children to take over my back yard even though he is up to his neck in smelly attitude, and plenty of deep thinking....
"Mmm...you'll think more about me too?" Lucifer gazes into my eyes.
"Dream on." I tease. "I plan to get lots of sleep as well. So good nite, sweet dreams." I hug him tightly. "See you on my next blog."

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