I Believe in Monsters

I don't remember what I was dreaming about last night. I think it was something related to what I had watched before I went to bed (though I don't remember what that was, either). But I woke up a couple hours before my alarm was set to go off and felt like I needed to write this down. I couldn't find a pencil, so I decided to just type it out. Enjoy.

I believe in monsters.

I believe there are people who think the best way to support their lifestyle is by criticizing others’ lifestyles.

I believe there is an absence of consideration in some people.

I believe there is an absence of empathy in some people.

I believe there are people who make art, and conversely there are monsters that look at art and tell you why it’s wrong.

I believe there are people that write or sing or draw or dance, and conversely there are monsters that anticipate explaining why these expressions are no good.

I believe that there are monsters that take pleasure in capping other people’s smiles.

I believe that there are monsters that enjoy taking away other people’s enjoyment.

I believe some monsters do not know they are monsters. These monsters think they are just like everyone else.

I believe there are monsters that enjoy being monsters.

I believe there are monsters that hate monsters.

I believe some monsters are born monsters.

I believe some people are shaped into monsters through circumstances they do not control or sometimes even recognize.

I believe there are some monsters that are scared of other monsters. Some of these fearful monsters change back to people when they see that they are a monster. Some monsters scared of other monsters do not want to change. They want to stay monsters.

I believe monsters are sometimes good people that are having a bad day. At the end of a bad day, monsters can be good people, too.

I think I will make some art to accompany this. It reads to me like a kid's book, so there will most likely be cartoons.