Should I forget about it?

As I was praying (maghrib), -I know I should be concentrating and the failure to do so is absolutely my fault- I kept thinking of the baby elephants who got tortured and beaten. I can’t get it off my mind but should I even try? My heart ached and I can literally feel it, physically, and I told myself to inhale deeper breaths. What can I do to help? I wanted so much to help but I kept ignoring ACRES’s emails because I can’t afford the time to go for trainings and visits and such because I’m load up with school, FYP and PD. Then as my mind is swirling with these thoughts, guilt started flowing through my veins and it weakens my pair of legs which allows me to kneel and deliver prostration like water. So my little heart said a little prayer and may this prayer full of only goodness be fulfilled. My little baby elephants, I’m sorry that you have to go through so much pain and I’m sorry I’m not doing much. I’m really sorry. If I have one wish, I’ll wish to be an animal fairy and take you to fly. I’ll torture those who had tortured you. I’ll tie them up like how they tied you. Then I’ll bring them to fly high above the sky like I brought you, and I’ll let them go because they won’t let you. I’ll see to their bodies shatter into pieces on the ground and let no one clean their blood. Let the red remind the others how evil will end up.
Don’t worry. I’m not a psycho or anything.

Animal Abuse

Yeah, as much as i had said previously that I would try to update my blog more frequently, I did not. Honestly, I had already forgotten that I have a blog until i saw like some sorta pop up ad about baby elephant being tied up and beaten. I don't even dare to click on it because I'm afraid to see what the poor elephant had to go through. I don't want to see the picture nor any videos. I'm usually very quiet and I don't know who to talk to about this and somehow, I have this feeling that my friends don't really care. So, I'll write it here although maybe no one would look at it anyways.

Just a week ago my mum told me my brother saw a video about a dog being abused by someone until worms started growing on it. I don't really understand because I didn't watch it and I can't watch it. I really can't. She mentioned that my brother cried. My brother cried? Then I saw in SPCA news about a cat, burned at a majority percentage of its skin. Last Tuesday, in Facebook, a friend beside me opens this video about a dog/puppy hit by its cursed female owner - who doesn't deserved to be called a woman nor human and definitely shouldn’t be married and if she is, her husband must have been blind if not as cruel and black hearted just like her – I looked for a second and looked away immediately and cry because I could see the fear and confusion in its eyes. I wish that criminal will be shattered into pieces soon like how Edward crashed Victoria then burned her to ashes and turned her into nothing. Because the world would definitely do better without abusers like her.

The question is, why are things like this occurring? Stress? Aren’t stressed people supposed to be like taking yoga lessons, learning to take deep breaths or attempting suicide? At least, instead of taking it out on something else that clearly doesn’t have a screwed up life like you, why not try cutting your pathetic selves or something?