It shouldn't need to be a right! (article) by JASMIN HORST E. P. SEILER on AuthorsDen

Angry at the world I am not, or angry at God, but guess who, some anyway, ..... *It shouldn’t need to be a right, human, animal, or God knows what!* *It always amazes me how many out there, are so easily bruised* by their own delicate feelings, yet wouldn’t grant the same to others of our species or others, when theirs are bruised, or worse abused. There is an insidious selfish streak that seems to say, who cares. If I do come on strong sometimes in defence of the most helpless, that creature that can’t talk, or defend itself, then that is the reason why. It seems sometimes, that for some, actually a great many, for them to hear, one has to be outrages, and a shockwave sometimes opens their eardrums, and blasts a cold air of reality in to their insensitive tissues. *Mind you, it most often brings complaints, of how could you,* But never without passing by their hurt feelings, before reaching the actual intend, I don’t know why I do it, maybe it’s because I’m shouting into the woods so long, mind you, so have others, bigger and better at it, then I’ll ever be; will the world change, I doubt it, and maybe I do get bitter about it, and resentful, for I do believe that as a species we have the capacity to change, and change for the better, even just on the grounds of common sense, if not for Gods sake. If it did not involve so much suffering that these selfish individuals inflict on others, time and results might not become as important, and my drive for success, would become less strident, why do I feel the way I do, God only knows, but I truly believe that everyone should feel the same way, I truly believe that others of our, or other species, need not suffer for the greed, selfishness, mean-spirited blind and atrocious behaviour of so many, that call themselves human, and then stick me with the same label, for I am not proud of that designation, as long as the majority lives and behaves in this abysmal manner toward others, especially not our kind. No I am not angry at the world; I love the world, and all it’s beauty, I can accept death, sickness and decease, and all the other unpleasant things that come along living on this planet, what I cannot accept, is the wilful infliction of hurt or pain on others, especially on those that are more innocent than us, and ever will be, that my friends, makes me angry.

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