Forgive and Forget

      It's one of those fiercely sunny late-December days that might you think it's warmer than really is. I thought it would be a perfect day today but totally isn't. And I watch the light shoot through the windows. Blazing and bright, the environment looks like God Himself decided to drop in and decorate the place, like He's letting me know that maybe, just maybe, He might forgive me for being one of the biggest, most horrible sinner that ever lived. Not so. I think it's kind of nice that He'd send the sun as a signal, nice that He'd consider forgiving me.

     God. Forgive those people who murdered animals to end up like this. Duh, fried chicken? Sympathy for chickens! Condolence, I have eaten your eggs.....I'm sorry, my father will slaught you....Don't worry chickens , if I can kill all the butchers in the world....Hi chicks, nice and healthy mothers, I will bring her in the kitchen... I know it's so wrong!? I don't think so... It's a food chain, isn't it? I inspect my plate. Duck or chicken? Chicken, I think. Sorry, can I finish you up? Of course! Duh... Whether I like it or not & whether you like it or not.. I push my plate away after I finished eating fried chicken. I'm full. I'm really satisfied of what I have eaten.