me with a fur-coat that probably cost an animal its life.
Insult to death. I'd like to think that the animals that are killed for their
fur were primarily killed for their nutritional value. There can't be any
righteousness in killing an animal simply for its properties in appearance.
Only to gain in the selling of fur or leather.
I can also tell that she's drunk when she walks pass me, and that she's
not conscious enough to notice that her driver is yelling out her name because
she forgot something. I end up having to help her in that department.
Lynne told me that red roses symbolize love and romance. These red roses
remind me of Maria, but in particular, they remind me about two dreams I had
about her a couple of years after we met. Maria and I both worked at the same
place, and often times we would end up working at the same times. I usually
walked to work, but one day when I was halfway there to work, it started to
rain. It really started to pour. Maria, who drove to work, saw me walking and
she stopped and gave me a ride to work.
We had been together for at least two years and then one night I have
this dream. I'm walking down stairs. I hear this woman sitting at the bottom of
a staircase crying. I ask her what's wrong and she looks up at me with big
watery eyes.
The scene shifts like dreams like to do, and we are inside of a house. I
look at her hand and I see a tattoo. I ask her what it is, and she tells me
it's a butterfly in the shape of a heart. I ask her why, and she says to me,
"Because it's through fate that we find our soulmate." I didn't have
as good a memory then and I didn't start writing down my dreams yet so I can't
remember the dream so well, but I can remember what she said about finding your
soulmate with the help of fate clearly.
The butterfly effect theory basically states that one event, no matter
how big or how small, can effectively influence the course of the future. One
question often associated with this theory asks if the flap of a butterfly's
wings in one part of the world can cause a natural disaster in another part of
the world.
I gather that her tattoo meant that regardless of how random or
senseless some things may be, coincidence has nothing to do with us finding our
one true love. Our soulmate. That we find the ones we are suppose to live the
rest of our lives with through fate.
The next thing I know, I'm lying in bed with the woman. Sometime later
there is a banging on the door, and all I can hear is the name Diane ringing
through my head. The woman gets up out of bed and goes to see who it is, and
it's Maria on the other side of the door.
A few months later after having that dream, I have it again, but
different things happen. It's the same woman in the same house, except this
time I don't cheat on Maria. I tell Diane that I have to leave, that I'm not
attracted to her flame, and she becomes furious, but before I go to turn away I
notice that her tattoo is on her right hand this time. It's plagued me for
years. In the first version of the dream, the tattoo is on her left hand, and in
the second version, it's on her right hand. That one little change.
Because of free will, it sometimes seems as if we all write our own
futures. There is a man who sets up dominoes to fall in a specific order in a
specific way. He hits the first domino. The beginning. Everything goes to plan,
and finally the last domino falls. The ending. He does this until he feels
confident that he knows what will happen every time. Now he sets them up again
the same exact way, but this time he gives domino number sixty-seven a free
will. He hits the first domino to start the sequence.
Everything goes to plan until it gets to sixty-seven. Sixty-seven has
removed from its spot and has wondered off, ruining everything. Now this man
knows that he cannot predict what will happen if these dominoes have a free
will.
I've just come back to my apartment building after
Insult to death. I'd like to think that the animals that are killed for their
fur were primarily killed for their nutritional value. There can't be any
righteousness in killing an animal simply for its properties in appearance.
Only to gain in the selling of fur or leather.
I can also tell that she's drunk when she walks pass me, and that she's
not conscious enough to notice that her driver is yelling out her name because
she forgot something. I end up having to help her in that department.
Lynne told me that red roses symbolize love and romance. These red roses
remind me of Maria, but in particular, they remind me about two dreams I had
about her a couple of years after we met. Maria and I both worked at the same
place, and often times we would end up working at the same times. I usually
walked to work, but one day when I was halfway there to work, it started to
rain. It really started to pour. Maria, who drove to work, saw me walking and
she stopped and gave me a ride to work.
We had been together for at least two years and then one night I have
this dream. I'm walking down stairs. I hear this woman sitting at the bottom of
a staircase crying. I ask her what's wrong and she looks up at me with big
watery eyes.
The scene shifts like dreams like to do, and we are inside of a house. I
look at her hand and I see a tattoo. I ask her what it is, and she tells me
it's a butterfly in the shape of a heart. I ask her why, and she says to me,
"Because it's through fate that we find our soulmate." I didn't have
as good a memory then and I didn't start writing down my dreams yet so I can't
remember the dream so well, but I can remember what she said about finding your
soulmate with the help of fate clearly.
The butterfly effect theory basically states that one event, no matter
how big or how small, can effectively influence the course of the future. One
question often associated with this theory asks if the flap of a butterfly's
wings in one part of the world can cause a natural disaster in another part of
the world.
I gather that her tattoo meant that regardless of how random or
senseless some things may be, coincidence has nothing to do with us finding our
one true love. Our soulmate. That we find the ones we are suppose to live the
rest of our lives with through fate.
The next thing I know, I'm lying in bed with the woman. Sometime later
there is a banging on the door, and all I can hear is the name Diane ringing
through my head. The woman gets up out of bed and goes to see who it is, and
it's Maria on the other side of the door.
A few months later after having that dream, I have it again, but
different things happen. It's the same woman in the same house, except this
time I don't cheat on Maria. I tell Diane that I have to leave, that I'm not
attracted to her flame, and she becomes furious, but before I go to turn away I
notice that her tattoo is on her right hand this time. It's plagued me for
years. In the first version of the dream, the tattoo is on her left hand, and in
the second version, it's on her right hand. That one little change.
Because of free will, it sometimes seems as if we all write our own
futures. There is a man who sets up dominoes to fall in a specific order in a
specific way. He hits the first domino. The beginning. Everything goes to plan,
and finally the last domino falls. The ending. He does this until he feels
confident that he knows what will happen every time. Now he sets them up again
the same exact way, but this time he gives domino number sixty-seven a free
will. He hits the first domino to start the sequence.
Everything goes to plan until it gets to sixty-seven. Sixty-seven has
removed from its spot and has wondered off, ruining everything. Now this man
knows that he cannot predict what will happen if these dominoes have a free
will.
I've just come back to my apartment building after
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