A Lover's Quarrel, A Dreamer's Sanctuary, A Child's Bliss

The easiest way to communicate emotion is in our words. How did our mankind create words and formulate meaning behind them? Centuries of evolution. Words make everything easier. They also make many things more difficult. Words can start an argument in any type of relationship. Words can describe ones dreams. Words can tell a story of a fairytale land, far, far away. Words are words. A group of letters that create a sound when said, provide a meaning when read, and with many, create an idea.

As I approach my second set of law school midterms, another understanding of words have made their way into my bank of knowledge. Words are powerful beyond comprehension. It could create a document that essentially places a person society has deem unfit to live among peers, into prison or death. It could free a man from charge of a crime. It created a Constitution our people live by. If the evolution of words and language never existed, would we cease to exist?

I've always been one fascinated by where things began. We have reluctantly agreed that the excitement of atoms caused the big bang. A theory that we've accepted was what started the milky way, our solar system, and namely our planet earth. Life as we know it. But from there, the story continues, to water, fish, amphibians, land animals, dinosaurs, monkeys?, Homo Sapiens, aka humans, tribes, society, cities, so on and so forth, however that order may be. I'm well aware there are gaps and misplacements, if you're interested please correct me. My point remains, along the way, we (as in this planet, etc) created things for the first time and allowed it to evolve. Just like bacteria evolves and adapts to its surroundings. I'm not comparing our mankind to bacteria but the principle of evolving.

Here we are, a world with many cultures, many beliefs, many ways of life, many languages, many countries and cities, and many people. Can we rewind to the beginning just to get a glimpse of how it all began. Then again, we formulate theories and ideas to satisfy our desires to understand the beginning. Quench our curiosity.

I am an ever thinking mind. A quiet mind. A mind that keeps to himself, unless he desires to voice his opinion. I've also been told I'm a charmer, but who do I charm? There are no snakes around me, that must not be it. I await to find that of which I have charmed.

My scatterbrain has provided these wondrous thoughts. Squirrel! ... where was I?

A new post this is, a week before midterms, my mind reluctant to study, my heart content, my body recuperating, and my soul still boogying to the beat.

I extend a welcome to Lili, welcome to my Peace of Mind. Enjoy your stay. Read on!