mtinkham
The Animal of the Forrest. A spirit animal, the way they move is beautiful. That gentle gallop, the graceful leaps and careless banter, weaving through thickets of trees with grace and speed, escaping a possible threat or a gentle disturbance. To cautious to be approached, to beautiful to be left alone.
why does punishment exist? i understand that we think people need it because we have an ego. but why do we think like that? how did such strange thoughts end up as a daily part of our train of thought. Life should be enjoyed and punishment should not be so well understood by everyone.
the pursuit, with disappointment at every corner. pertaining to all aspects of life, those who pursue it have a taste for glory and an appreciation for defeat. For one can not uncover, with out disappointment untouched.