180th Post

Late into the night.

As usual.

It's almost the end of the week.
The last of the weekday.

Came across a blog as of recent.
Makes me wonder.

How some people can have that drive.
To self destruct.

But yet.
Some wonder.

Why can't i help?
How can i help?

And thus.
A sense of frustration builds.
A sense of helplessness.

Sometimes.
Rather than confuse a person.
With more advice.

Be silent.
And listen.

Be that outlet for the person to pour the woes on.

Keep the opinions silent.
Unless being asked to give.

Keep the judgment silent.
Unless one knows for sure.
It's the truth.

But of course.
Others may question.

Was my being silent a good idea?
Could i have done something else?

Speaking of judgment.
It brings to mind.
Another question.

Who are we to judge others?
Why do we judge others?

Do we as mortals think so highly of ourselves.
That we end up judging fellow mortals?

Praise or condemnation.
Why don't we judge ourselves?

Are we so fearful of our own judgment.
That we judge others as an excuse to cover up our own inferiority?

Even i also question religion.
Do the gods actually have the power to judge mortals?
What criteria do they use to pass judgment?

But well.
Come Judgment Day.
I know where i stand.

For i already know.
My soul is destined for the pits of hell.

As the devil's Archangel of Destruction.