Well, I’ve tried to start writing three times. Every single time I realize that I was trying to write about something depressing, and since I’m not depressed, it was nearly impossible for me to get anywhere. So for lack of better writing, here goes a little bit of a theory I discovered a long time ago due to the help of a good friend of mine. (I wuv you Jonesy!) Yeah, I know I’m Morman and all, but please, be patient with me as I go ahead and explore my own theories and ideas.

Have you ever wondered why we’re here? Why we have so many different religions, yet not one of them can agree on a singular thing. One says we’re all going to go to Hell, so eat drink and be merry, another says that smoking will be the undoing of us all, and yet another says that Pot should be made legal. “God spoke to me last night” is a phrase even common preachers can use now a days and hundreds of thousands will follow them for lack of hope. So why are we here?

Innocence.

Ok, just think about this for a moment, just a little while. What if this was supposed to be only a rest stop? Kind of like a boarding school to train us and teach us to be obedient and become better as we continue on our journey to help others. Adam and Eve were kind of the test pilots. Sent here to make sure all was going to work and was up and running properly. But what if they screwed up? Found ‘Pandora’s Box’ and opened it up? My theory is that they unleashed puberty, the destroyer of innocence. We were sent here to learn to stay innocent, to stay pure in thought and deed before we were sent on to help others else where. But we screwed up. Have you ever noticed how innocent children are? How wonderfully pure, naïve, and clean? And then they hit puberty, and it’s as if that light in them is extinguished.

Some people are just meant to be good, others, (such as myself) aren’t. When you were a kid, didn’t you used to see a light when you dreamed? And you wanted to go there so bad, because it was warm, and wonderful, and made you want to be a better person, but you couldn’t because you weren’t ready yet? I used to. And then I hit puberty, and the dreams stopped. Only the truly innocent will go on, the rest of us… Well, if you believe in reincarnation, then you can believe that we just might get another chance to go on until we get it right. Innocence is the key, innocence is everything.

…Wow that was a really long, annoying ramble. ^^ Please, forgive me, I’ve been like, totally out of it lately. Go figure, neh?

You should all be happy to know that I am trying to make with the happy, but because of it, my mad writing skills are pretty much gone. I really can’t write about being happy, it’s annoying and a waste of time. I might be able to write about love, but… *blegh* Love is gross and doesn’t exist any way. OOO OOO! I should post that retarded essay I had to write a long time ago! Hey, I think I will.

Give me love, for I DEMAND IT! ^^

~Alisa