We think about the animals that we are most like... and yet we say that animals are just animals. I rode a white horse through puddles of mud today. We are going to go and ride more, I like it. I love how it feels to transition from a trot to a gallop, I love how the horse moves, I love how we fly. So I got to thinking. What animal am I? I am sure that I have thought this before but I am going to think it again. I mostly feel like a cat, but I fear that I lack the feline grace and agility that most cats have. I am not so beautiful as a cat, or so flexible. But I feel like a cat. Which is almost sad, because many people probobly feel like a cat. So I am not the only one who feels feline, so I am not unique. Maybe. But then there are different kinds of cats. From the wild lion to the tame housecat, I suppose there are many varieties each with their own specific characteristics. Maybe. I am named after a tree. Does my name give me any of the same characteristics as a tree? And not any tree mind you, but a holly tree? Or any other plant that may have the word "holly" in it? Do I gain my personality from symbolism and numbers and birth dates? Or do I gain it from how I was raised and my experiences? It is a great debate, I am sure... but why do we turn to those things? To find ourselves, to understand ourselves. Why cant we just be glad with whoever we are, whatever we may be? Because we, I, dont know who or even what I am. I am a Hollie, and I guess that is all that is important. So void, or anyone, or anything else out there, tell me what I am. Be honest now, painfully honest, because I am curious. It would please me if everyone responded to the request at least a little. ... While we are on this topic of who we are, do you believe in reincarnation? You know, When you die, you come back as something else? I guess it could be true... maybe. If there is reincarnation then I was probobly an egyptian princess, or maybe a desert nomad, or maybe a gypsy, or maybe a tiger, or maybe a fox, or maybe a snake, or maybe a spider, or maybe a flower or a tree or a single blade of grass. We usually wouldnt put ourselves as sea monkeys or worms or dung beatles, because most of us are rather prideful and selfish. But come on kids, SOMEBODY has to be the bacteria that eats shit, or the pig for slaughter. There is no possible way to know or dissprove the theory of reincarnation, thats why it sticks around. Do you believe in destiny? in fate? I am not sure. ... *cough* well anyways, I think thats about the extent of my thoughts tonight, pretty pathetic, I know, but it is the best I can do under the dark shadow of the muse-less time. It may come back to me, eventually, and untill then I expect you all to bear with me in that distant light. in the name of bacteria