Not All People are Lousy

There's something I don't understand

It's been nagging me for weeks 

Tickling some part of my brain insisting to be heard

But as soon as I try to listen it shuts up and disappears

I want to share Madame Styx and the cards with more people

The problem is I'm torn on how to do it

And whether I really want to do it

because I've lost faith in people's goodness

Sounds cynical right?

The thing is while I've been healing

I've been following some cool sites on Facebook

where people share stories of good deeds.

I've noticed an increase in sarcastic comments all over

where people nitpick grammar or the validity of a story

When really...it doesn't matter so long as it plants a seed of goodness

Then I've noticed people whine about wanting monetary or physical help

instead of someone offering prayers for a situation

Why does this bother me and why should I care?

If people choose to be ugly, selfish, cynical so be it...have at it

But when they start radiating that negativity out towards others

who in turn radiate the negativity even further...well...bleh

And there will always be people who speak with their mouths not with their hearts

People who are interested in the ME more than the WE

So when I think of my little card or stick figure

I shrug and think 'yeah ok-there is no place in this world for you'

I tell myself my words have no place in the ugliness

But then I think aha you are focusing on the uglies

There are good people out there

People who still smile and share and truly care

even in all the ugliness they keep moving forward helping, sharing, caring

So what if I do decide to add my words to this group

and my sharing helps one person smile

wouldn't it be worth cutting through the negativity atleast for one person

because that one person might then help someone else?

And when I think that way
I realize how many good people there really are
Some I've come to love & appreciate more now in this new life
Some I've just met who have made an impact

I don't know...my thoughts are jumbled

The world sometimes looks dark but when I look closely

I see glimmers of Light

 and it's all good