Raccoon
Humanity, what is humanity?
Odd as last night I filled out a questionnaire and in my attempt to answer the first question I went off on my tangent about animals meeting their death by our man made vehicles. Tonight I witnessed the death of a Raccoon. It was awful. Earlier in my day, in-between neighborhood kids visiting, getting up and down every few minutes for this and that, I was studying Nikola Tesla, Hinduism, Vedic Philosophy, Synesthesia, Animism.
Well as I was studying, of course I was deeply immersed in thoughts of creation, life, death, and the after life. Pictures growing in and out of my mind as I read on deeper and deeper in each subject, pictures for me to visualize and literally seem to experience as if I were truly there, in the world of my thoughts.
Matty came home from work, I took a little break from the studies, though they were still playing in my mind, in my world. Now I was trying to catch up with my husband in between helping the kids with their fights, broken toys, running around trying to capture some of them on camera.
Well, at some point Matty and the girls were hungry and Myself nor Matty felt like cooking, so off to the evil McDonalds we drove for them. At this point I had a choice. I could have stayed home but I always enjoy a ride. So I was in a good mood after all I had been thinking and pondering over in my mind. I decided to invite Guinness along for the ride too.
On the way home as we were driving down the road, I saw a Raccoon to my right. There were only a few cars on the road, Us, a car farther behind to my right and two in front of us in our lane. Matty was in the middle of having a conversation with me when I exclaimed " OH NOOOOOOOOO!" Matty was immediately like "WHAT WHAT?" I watched in horror knowing that there was nothing I could do. My window was down and with everything in my being I wanted to open the door and yell out to the driver NOOOOOOO. It took all of my will to not open the door as I know that would have caused a serious wreck. Well, now that I'm thinking about it, maybe I should have, maybe they would have swerved then instead of hitting the Raccoon head on.
You see, the thing is, I saw him in the road and it was the first time in almost ten years that I had the chance to see a live raccoon. Ten years ago I had a friend who had several pet Raccoons and boy were they the coolest friendliest little guys ever. So there this Raccoon was standing up in the middle of the road holding something in his little tiny hands. I saw his eyes, He was scared and blinded by the cars headlights, the car in the right lane. I wanted him to duck or run or something. but as I turned around leaning out the window I watched as he was frozen with fear. This for me all seemed to go by in super slow motion. I wanted him to live so badly. Then here came the souped up sports car, very low to the ground, I thought oh no, he's going to get hit standing up like this. The next thing I saw and heard was awful. POP! Just like that. if you smack your lips together to make that sound, that's exactly what it sounded like. in a matter of mili seconds this creatures life was snuffed out. FUCK! The car just kept going like nothing had happened. How? Why does it not seem to matter to humans when they kill another creature?
There they were at the stop light as I was sick to my stomach, they were laughing and talking about who knows what. They had to have seen him, he was standing up! The car was low to the ground. There were no cars behind them, they couldn't have slowed down? This is where I question humanity. Perhaps questioning humanity isn't even the correct thing to do, as it's obvious that there are humans who care just as much for an animals life as any other life.
I can't write any longer. I'm not in a good mood. I'm pissy, antsy, tired but not tired, I want to go do something. yet it's 12:30 am my children are wide awake my husband is going to bed, I'm left to deal with these emotions on my own.
By the time we reached home Matty could see that I was truly not okay with what I had witnessed, he turned around to go check on the Raccoon. By then of course it was to late to hold him or offer him love as he passed on. By then he had been run over and over and over and over again. We passed him and I saw his fur, so nice. He was gone. I wanted to do as I would have in the past, I wanted to get out of the car and get him off of the road and cover him with something, anything. I wanted to say some words to the creator in hoping that this creature would have a good journey in what ever it was he was about to encounter. I can't stop the need to cry. When we returned into the house the computers stereo was playing the song from the end of Donnie Darko. What was this message from the creator? After writing what I did last night on my bulletin (which I don't even know if it posted), After all of my studies and thoughts today on life and death, after hearing from Willow's friend today that one of her mother's friends lost her husband. Like Matty's mom lost her husband, after deciding to go on the little car trip, why did the creator put me on the road at that exact moment to watch that beautiful creature have his life snuffed out by humans need to build roads and huge steel cars. What happened that caused humanity to split. Why is it that there are still indigenous peoples who are completely one with nature and then there are others who are so far lost from it that they wouldn't survive without this technology that I am guilty of presently using.
If I could have a gift like Starman and bring back the Raccoon, the deer, the birds, the buffalo, the cow, the Gorillas, all the beautiful animals not even mentioned that have been killed in the wake of humanity's evolution. If I could.....
I asked Matty why it is that I have to witness so many different animals deaths. There are others that I have not written about. I meant to, I just hadn't yet. Matty said "Perhaps you are supposed to be there, to help their souls journey on."
Odd as last night I filled out a questionnaire and in my attempt to answer the first question I went off on my tangent about animals meeting their death by our man made vehicles. Tonight I witnessed the death of a Raccoon. It was awful. Earlier in my day, in-between neighborhood kids visiting, getting up and down every few minutes for this and that, I was studying Nikola Tesla, Hinduism, Vedic Philosophy, Synesthesia, Animism.
Well as I was studying, of course I was deeply immersed in thoughts of creation, life, death, and the after life. Pictures growing in and out of my mind as I read on deeper and deeper in each subject, pictures for me to visualize and literally seem to experience as if I were truly there, in the world of my thoughts.
Matty came home from work, I took a little break from the studies, though they were still playing in my mind, in my world. Now I was trying to catch up with my husband in between helping the kids with their fights, broken toys, running around trying to capture some of them on camera.
Well, at some point Matty and the girls were hungry and Myself nor Matty felt like cooking, so off to the evil McDonalds we drove for them. At this point I had a choice. I could have stayed home but I always enjoy a ride. So I was in a good mood after all I had been thinking and pondering over in my mind. I decided to invite Guinness along for the ride too.
On the way home as we were driving down the road, I saw a Raccoon to my right. There were only a few cars on the road, Us, a car farther behind to my right and two in front of us in our lane. Matty was in the middle of having a conversation with me when I exclaimed " OH NOOOOOOOOO!" Matty was immediately like "WHAT WHAT?" I watched in horror knowing that there was nothing I could do. My window was down and with everything in my being I wanted to open the door and yell out to the driver NOOOOOOO. It took all of my will to not open the door as I know that would have caused a serious wreck. Well, now that I'm thinking about it, maybe I should have, maybe they would have swerved then instead of hitting the Raccoon head on.
You see, the thing is, I saw him in the road and it was the first time in almost ten years that I had the chance to see a live raccoon. Ten years ago I had a friend who had several pet Raccoons and boy were they the coolest friendliest little guys ever. So there this Raccoon was standing up in the middle of the road holding something in his little tiny hands. I saw his eyes, He was scared and blinded by the cars headlights, the car in the right lane. I wanted him to duck or run or something. but as I turned around leaning out the window I watched as he was frozen with fear. This for me all seemed to go by in super slow motion. I wanted him to live so badly. Then here came the souped up sports car, very low to the ground, I thought oh no, he's going to get hit standing up like this. The next thing I saw and heard was awful. POP! Just like that. if you smack your lips together to make that sound, that's exactly what it sounded like. in a matter of mili seconds this creatures life was snuffed out. FUCK! The car just kept going like nothing had happened. How? Why does it not seem to matter to humans when they kill another creature?
There they were at the stop light as I was sick to my stomach, they were laughing and talking about who knows what. They had to have seen him, he was standing up! The car was low to the ground. There were no cars behind them, they couldn't have slowed down? This is where I question humanity. Perhaps questioning humanity isn't even the correct thing to do, as it's obvious that there are humans who care just as much for an animals life as any other life.
I can't write any longer. I'm not in a good mood. I'm pissy, antsy, tired but not tired, I want to go do something. yet it's 12:30 am my children are wide awake my husband is going to bed, I'm left to deal with these emotions on my own.
By the time we reached home Matty could see that I was truly not okay with what I had witnessed, he turned around to go check on the Raccoon. By then of course it was to late to hold him or offer him love as he passed on. By then he had been run over and over and over and over again. We passed him and I saw his fur, so nice. He was gone. I wanted to do as I would have in the past, I wanted to get out of the car and get him off of the road and cover him with something, anything. I wanted to say some words to the creator in hoping that this creature would have a good journey in what ever it was he was about to encounter. I can't stop the need to cry. When we returned into the house the computers stereo was playing the song from the end of Donnie Darko. What was this message from the creator? After writing what I did last night on my bulletin (which I don't even know if it posted), After all of my studies and thoughts today on life and death, after hearing from Willow's friend today that one of her mother's friends lost her husband. Like Matty's mom lost her husband, after deciding to go on the little car trip, why did the creator put me on the road at that exact moment to watch that beautiful creature have his life snuffed out by humans need to build roads and huge steel cars. What happened that caused humanity to split. Why is it that there are still indigenous peoples who are completely one with nature and then there are others who are so far lost from it that they wouldn't survive without this technology that I am guilty of presently using.
If I could have a gift like Starman and bring back the Raccoon, the deer, the birds, the buffalo, the cow, the Gorillas, all the beautiful animals not even mentioned that have been killed in the wake of humanity's evolution. If I could.....
I asked Matty why it is that I have to witness so many different animals deaths. There are others that I have not written about. I meant to, I just hadn't yet. Matty said "Perhaps you are supposed to be there, to help their souls journey on."