Sloth

Though mankind persuades itself that every weed's a rose.

Roses, you feel certain, will only smile.

Beautiful words by Ee cummings. And how true they ring. We twist the good to be the bad and the bad to be something better than what it is. But in the end, who is to say what is a sin and what isnt? Which is really good or bad? And what is good or bad?
Questions exist to muddle the mind, what would we do without them.
Wikipedia defines sloth as " a wasting due to lack of use'' . Sloth to me is green goo. that sticks to the bottom of a drain slimy, sleepy and lazy. worms make their homes in it and cockroaches feed on it.
To me it is a trait to be despised, but maybe Im wrong here.

A World With a Story

The sky, the sea, carved stones that don't realise they are old, but know that they are special.
The shore temple has been eroded by the waves from the sea, and the heavy sea winds. But that's what makes it so beautiful, almost soulful. While walking through it, I could sense the many secrets held within its walls. The carvings are almost not there. a figment of your imagination. Surrounded by the sea as it once was, how mystical it would have been. I haven't looked enough, but have to leave.      Mahaballipuram '11