This is actually the third (now fourth!) time I've begun to write on this post. Two times so far I've wiped it clear. Nothing is coming out right tonight at all. First I wrote about the moon, and how it is the sad light of our heavens. Then I wrote about ice, using it as a metaphor for depression. Not bad images, but poorly portrayed they were worthless, so I deleted them. They're true, though, and if someone else thinks. Rain's another good image for depression, because it's like tears. And dew dripping from a mossy, overgrown forest of dark firs. That might be a good one. Imagine pressing through a forest where the trees block all the sunlight, and in the dim overgrown brambles and tree branches you are drenched by an ever present dripping wetness. The green has to be right, though, because it's a relaxing color. So you'd have to portray the image as containing dark, blackish-brown needles: maybe a forest of dead firs. Have it at night, actually. A moonlight forest shows no color, and if you're alone it would be scary as heck. But then, that's not the concept that I was thinking about, either. The third manifestation of the blog was a soul bearing lament. Hardly appropriate for a blog.

Anyway, this is going nowhere, also. I'll leave it as a testament to my creative inabilities.

I saw a sad movie tonight, an Israeli government point-of-view on the history of the current Palestinian infantada and Oslo accords. It had lots of images of people dying, very tragic. Lots of blood, and sick people rejoicing over death. They had the video of the Isreali soldiers, off duty, who were lynched after straying into Palestinian territory. They were arrested, but the police didn't try to protect them when the mob stormed the building. After they were finished, they threw the bodies out of the window into the crowd, where they were desecrated. It makes one sick. Another video showed a man dragging the body of a Palestinian who collaborated with the Israelies through the street by a rope tied to his heel, Achilles and Hector. I don't remember if it was this body, or another one, but they took and hung one by its foot by a tower so that people wouldn't make the same mistake he did. It could make someone sick.

Aren't humans pleasant?