This is not a house of glass. This is not a house of stone. This perfect frame is translucent, and this translucent house is subject to natural cause. It feels warmer in the sun, and colder in the clouds, and although the subjects inside are safe, they are all on display.
You can throw your stones. No worries. It chips, and repairs, and fades.
The house was built for honest purposes, and all materials used were to allow you to see what a family is. So when the door is shut, still, inside all can be seen. The subjects know they are watched, and they usually don’t mind.
But when they try to tell you that everything is the way it should be, you know better, because you’ve got a very public view of what is really going inside of the house.
It’s just a cage really, these are my pet emotions.
Each emotion enjoys there respective seasons, and in this house the translucent frame shows all. Friends, family, and passersby stop to see the commotion. Some may even seemed concerned, but who is to tell a family how to function?
Maybe the family of another house of emotions may come by, and the emotions will intermingle and share memories. The holidays are always a great time, ya know.
It’s funny how each house is built differently. Is there any perfect design? Some are made like fortresses and others are thin and may fall like the leaves of a season.
It would seem that certain designs would be proper with there surroundings. A home surrounded by evil may stay boarded up quite often. A home peaceful in the hills nestled by nature would keep opened up to enjoy the views of the earth. Sure there are those houses who don’t fit with there surroundings, but what do we know? The family knew best right?? Right?
But I wouldn’t build a mansion in the slums, I wouldn’t build a shack in the west hills. But the phrase, “To each, his own” seems proper.
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