the wild

i had this thought progression earlier, so intead of just writing my final part of it here, i'll give a run through:

i questioned why dogs eat food indiscriminately that they find? I realized it was because to them, this is still the wild, thats how the environment is to them. Everything is unknown to them. They have no clue how that food got there. They know that in the wild, there is never a guarantee of next food, so you eat what you find. Thats just the way it is. You eat til your are full and leave whats left behind. The wild is all about mysterious origins and straight action! I don't know how this got here, but its here now and i'm gonna eat it while i can! This also is balanced with a sense of fear over left-overs, you want to save it somehow but know that if anyone comes across it and eats it its theirs, thats just the way it is. This grows into more behaviour related to emotion making a built in habit, like dogs burying bones. They want to save the bones but know they can't just leave it out, it looks like free food. So they figure they need to block it visibly with something thats always around, since they can probably smell it out again later anyways. To a dog, everything must be some degree of delicious. smells, tastes, all just like millions of variations of absolutely delicious, along with the other tastes. Don't know where that came from, i was just thinking about how animals act in the wild.

they don't have anything else to do, its just all one big game about food. Finding it and not being it, primarily. You win when you get it, and when you become food its game over, and the game is so much fun for some animals they jsut want to keep playing. And then all the different forms that would grow from this game. Hunters, Hiders, and all their different andn unique traits!

if i was a god thats how i would design the animal kingdom. It would be its own world of recyclable, reincarnating souls, and it would just be a life of pure fun and games all the time, and if they died oh whatever they get reincarnated again soonly.

See thats what heaven and hell, and all realms of the gods, (for the gods are souls, and every soul a god), would be like this, just purgatories in a sense. Because each new union of souls makes a unique new soul, the realm of souls is boundlessly growing everytime someone gets knocked up. So after a time, there will be a high chance of their being more souls around then bodies, especially if you're still limited to one world. so what do you do for the souls waiting in line? Well they get to play around in a heaven vs hell dimension of fanastic proportions. All mythology is like a peek into what this world is like. A place where everyone has the powers over matter that the gods once wielded here. An endless age of immortals, constantly regenerating. But it is only until their comes time for one to be reincarnated again, but to be fair to the soul while it progresses through its life cycle, it may dream and see get glimpses of the other realm.

That to me is why i would live in the wild. And ir ealized that was the other Hero of mine that i never really realized. or remembered consciously. the odd one out, the wild one. The character that didn't speak, or was made of metal, or any unique power to add to the mix. The one you called when it got nasty, or you needed backup, or if a commercial has a naked boob on it. The guy who was the outlaw or animal, moved on his own beat.

Thats my hero, and thus, whom i've grown into wanting to fulfill being. The Ninja, bitches! the wild one! the wild child....


This is the wild, this is what it means to live in the wild. perhaps you evolutionary bitches could argue that the game for food was evolution, and mans animal history eveloved into power being more important, or in some way equal with food. And thus man began to hunger for power. That sounds silly enough, which is what pure evolutionists are. Evolution ishere, duh, its called change. Things grow, things change, its the nature of life, it is what everything is made of. Pure ever-changingness. Thats the wild for ya!

Who wants to live in a mans world? i'll go be the wild king and live apart from the rest, always be around, popping around as i please.

just you wait til i get my ultimate gear, and aptly named "Atlantean Armor". Nothing ever beats That One Guy thats on the team from time to time, and is just the one you know to depend on to never go down in battle. That huge guy that you call to knock down doors. That fast guy to sword all these guys real quick! The hero you call to save the day. The loner.

yepp....sounds like me. hooray for today! I love the wild...Thats what i need in a goddess: a goddess of the wild. Not just a woman filled with the spirit of the wild, the woman who reigns there. A lady filled with a presence of power radiating from an attitude of pure pasionate, intelligent activity. She pounces. She purrs. She punches. Oh yes,.

i did it all again. i sure do write a lot lately... read the one from earlier, it was high-larious!