why try when the results are always going to be the same. a game where people wash themselves with soap. wear clothes. comb their hair. eat food. sleep. work. play…

watching ants scurry about looking for food. watching bees hover above a flower. watching clouds cross a sky. watching. watching. watching. for what? what for?

maybe that is what humanity really is all about? games? mistakes? more likely, an insane attempt at reality?

some pray some stray some wonder some love some hate, but maybe, it is all the same? … no, no that’s not a correct assessment for all, or is it? no, there is more for sure, that’s true.

thankfully there is the wind, the loving wind that is truly my only friend in a world totally lost hand-in-hand with cruelty.

no one can understand

no one

which is why it is good to be alone with the dreams not of this world, or the next, but my world, a world where there are no people, no ants, no flowers, no clouds, no sky…

a world where there is peace, a world where there is joy, a world so far away from cruelty and hate, a world where a monster can truly rest.