An Other Profound Entry

Yesterday, while on the bus; and I am now realizing that many of my thoughts occur on the bus, I came across a thought. Not anything super important, but one that is worth noting and maybe giving significant time to consider.
Why are we; you; I; me, so important?
As a species more directly what is it about 'us' that puts me above any other animal? What is we are not as high and mighty as we think we are?
Just a few questions I had while I was sitting on the buss over looking the cramped spaces filled with bodies that are so obviously trying not to be aware of each other, but are still pressed very close. We are so close to other animals; I guess genetically, but on a basic level, we act, interact, and relate to others, not just our own species, with an undying relationship to them as an 'other'. Why should we do this? And even more why do it to each other? We are so blatantly unaware of each other. We consider each other as higher or lower, establish classes and sects and casts of each other...and for what?
I don't wish to think this way and I am only recently considering taking the time to think about how I do this and whether or not I should continue living in this vain. I do not appreciate the previously profound thoughts I carried as knowledge. Once, I thought it very important to travel throughout the world and guard myself from the evils of the 'not' persons. I am afraid that I may not be entirely correct on this topic of thought and will utilize a new frame of mind when taking my mental entry of the world around me.

Particular Relevances.

Lately, I've been all out of sorts. But, I found something that I wanted to share after riding the bus the other day. I usually ride the bus and normally I do not pay any attention to my fellow commuters. Frankly, they freak me out and I'd rather pretend that they do not exist. The worst days are when some homeless guy talks to me and all I want to do is get off the bus right then, but I am afraid that they will get off too and then I'll be stuck talking to some crazy guy with no one to protect me. Like I said, they freak me out. Other times, though, I find myself staring longingly at some total stranger. I really cannot help but stare at them. It can be really awkward for me and for the stare-ee. The other day however, I sat in the sideways seat in the middle of the bus; a particular favorite of mine. While sitting in this seat I can stare at the side of the bus and anything that passes by of interest. Sometimes, I do get the occasional person of relevance. This person is someone; who I can stare at with little awkwardity, and who doesn't know that I am staring at them. It's the greatest! And I am fully aware that I am a huge freak; thank you. There was one time a tall, dark, and handsome was on the bus and he was striking! He was dressed so wonderfully I couldn't help but look at his matching poka-dotted socks and navy blue slacks.