"I have tried simply to write the best I can. Sometimes I have good luck and write better than I can." -Ernest Hemingway

“The only living works are those which have drained much of the author's own life into them.” –Samuel Butler

Wednesday, May 30, 2012

Musings of the Smart Girl with Pink Hair and High Heels (Toxically Sweet)

They smell the sweet liquid waiting to be consumed. Their mouths water in gleeful anticipation to taste the substance in front of them. Closer they inch with a crazed look in their eyes.
Swarms of these little creatures gather to partake in this delicious feast. Their little bodies scramble around in excitement. They invite all their friends to join in the celebration.
The first one suddenly falls down – dead. All the others are still too busy consuming the toxically sweet fluid. They are entrapped by the pleasure of the unexpected feast.
More and more of their numbers drop dead, but the others can’t help themselves. They keep eating, pretending to be oblivious to the carcasses piling up around them. This strange liquid has vanquished their self-control and they continue to eat their death.
I watch this miniature display of murder and feel no remorse. They are just ants.
But even through their stupidity, there is something to be learned. In life, so many pick up destructive habits. We crave the sweet momentary pleasures, even if they will eventually cost us our life. We live to destroy ourselves and others.
We are sick.
This disease and corruption pumps through our veins and we don’t really care to fight it. We enjoy these horrible habits because of the momentary release, but we don’t realize these addictions entrap us. They won’t let us out of their cramped cages as long as we continue to hand the keys of freedom to them.
Take control of your life. Give your keys to the One who won’t hold the keys in front of our bound bodies, mocking us. He will give you the greatest freedom you could ever know, if you just let go.

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