Day 424, How Is This Wonderful Night Treating you?

Good day wonderful humans of the digital persuasion, how the night is wonderful to me and I hope that it is wonderful to you as well. For I am in a thoughtful state and I am pondering much. From the unnecessary to the profound in my views. From the simple pondering of the snow flakes that fall upon the ground, to the request for honor from the most devious monsters of the world. Just having a chance to see things I never thought possible.

So I have been pondering the human example of what is human, what makes the things in the world so powerful over them and why the same thing confuses others. Just wondering the world in my mind and thinking of all the wonders out there.

One thing that has made me think of the ones out there who suffer with no one to talk to, no one who they can express fears and hopes in the mind with others as they stand to only have the views we impress upon them. From the rich to the politicians, to the social important to the ones in great ventures that are filled with gold. When is the last time they ever had a chance to truly talk to someone. When is the last time they could be honest with another human. A human who seeks nothing but conversation and to understand, I often wonder what lays in their minds.

I would love to have the chance to be that person, I dont have a active social life and I do not want to gain money or gifts. I would just love to converse with them, give them a out that has no means to used them, no means to abuse them, or even threaten them with information. No lawyers no ndas, I rather just have the trust of a human given to me so I know they are ok.

Just the thing is, I am curious of the human condition in them, IO cant see them being ok truly as i fear that they have a fear of people and trusting them in any way. That is not fair, though they are rich in money, I would fear they are poor in a chance to have a person who only cares for the being, not the beings worth. \

I just think they have a to offer just they are afraid of the world not getting what they want out of them, as the people who praise and condemn them are the only friends they have. No one is there to just listen to them.

With that thougtht

Much love

Until later

Your Friendly Ginger From the woods.

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