every single day this month things have touched on me... i felt hands being put on me.. reaching and sreaching for weapons and drugs by cops.. it knocked me out to realized its been along timesince the cops sreached me.. been few years since i ran into the cops..and it happened again.. me?..i been good i never been something im not.. i felt hands push me from behind as i was about to be jumped.. but quickly my cusin stopped the drama before it went on to be something more.. just because it would be one huge fight... no one was alone that day.. both sides ran deep.. i saw the costa rican people celebrate their day of independence... its not the same.. it never is.. it never was.. but the thing that touched me the most went through me into my soul... as i was going to class.. i saw woman as she was actingdifferently.. i noted it a mile away..why was she so antsy.. she wasnt standing still she was smoking a cigg in her right hand..looking around... as her thoughts ran thru her head.. breaking every wall she has up in her head...he thoughts ran into her face.. but what were her thoughts? what could they be to leave her they way her thoughts left her... then i saw her up closer... he neck had a heal on it.. a cut from her throat to where her jaw bone bends into her ear.. ... once i saw that i was left with out a word.. it hurt me... it touched me... but the greatest thing that touched me.. was when i was reading a book... emotional intelligence.. as it said in a war.. in nam.. as the american soilder states.. he was fighting in a rice patty.. and on the other side was the vietcon.. between them lay a bridge.. as the fire exchange was going on.. 6 buddist monks was walking right into crossfire.. no one knew what to do.. at the same time both sides stop firing.. he also stated he couldnt fight after that.. this didnt just touch me it went right on thru till it shattered my soul

the most beautiful action out did what i saw..