Kharma

It's kind of funny when you think about some things. I've recently become a full believe in this little thing called Kharma, something I've never quite understood before, but now I do. And it's not something that I would normally believe in, having the full belief that things happen for a reason that hopefully comes out for the best. But Kharma is fascinating, and interestingly enough gives a small, mind and heart rotting sense of satisfaction that makes you smile and at the same time feel guilty. In all reality, it shouldn't, since there is a small part of people that thinks, "Well, they deserve it - after all that's what they've done to other people in the past," but at the same time, there's an almost overwhelming sense of guilt caused by the fact that you know through past experience and empathy what they're going through, and it's not fun.

Some people just laugh a little and wish the best for others, hoping that the other's experience turns out better than what their own did. And then there are other people who laugh cruelly and point fingers, rubbing their own wronged natures in the perpetrator's faces.

And which one am I, do you ask? Well, considering my actions thus far, only some people can really tell.