Rob-Steal-Kill (Rape)

Posted on November 6, 2016 by James R. Yarbrough

The Animal in Us

Humans are no more civilized than other animals, in fact, there is no limit to the damage that an upright walking animal will do. Force is the thin line that protects us from ourselves and each other. There must be laws, rules and regulations to keep us from destroying the very things that we depend on to keep us alive. Now that is worth thinking about. We are not that much different from nonhuman animals. We are not as civilized as we would like to think we are. Other animals are put in cages, and so are an ever-increasing number of human animals. And there are many more that needs to be rounded up.

There are thousands of laws throughout the world with the sole purpose of keeping people in line. Why would this be if the human being is so wise and intelligent. Are we not supposed to be the higher-level thinkers of the animal world? If this is so, why do we need the police, the military and all the various other means of enforcement just to keep us humans in check. Laws are broken all the time, even when we know there could be punishment to follow. Are we just wild by nature with an inclination to do the wrong thing? No, really, what do you think. Human—Woman—Man

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What I write is inspired by the Creator. It is a natural process, not forced or coerced. It is written as it flows into my mind, and my life experiences and observations of the wonders of nature are the foundation for my insight. I am on a mission to let how I think be a voice that has not been heard. What I write and say is what I believe. My life has been a road well traveled. There have been freeways, side streets and dead ends. I have been cautioned, sped up and slowed down. I have changed lanes, merged with traffic and yielded to the right of way. I have been first at four way stops and the last to leave. I have driven through heavy rain, sunny days, and dark nights. It is after the darkest of them all, that I came to an intersection. I could pray on or move on. I now move with the traffic. I speed up when I can slow down when I should and pass when I must. Though, I am not in a hurry for life to me is not a race. We get to the end of the road soon enough. I made a decision to stay on the road of life. To take the off ramp is a thing I did not want to do. I know there is more to say than what has been said. What I have to say is not academic; I simply look at life in a way you may never have. It is how I see the world.