Pictures and words...
Fluidity
What
is life?
This
life?
That's
what I find myself wondering.
A
series of events?
Experiences?
Relationships?
People
drift in.
And
they drift out.
We
work.
Love.
Worry.
And
like drops of water finding our way,
we
eventually return.
We
return to the great ocean from whence we came.
Dissolving
into one.
Becoming
one,
again
with the great flowing source.
But
this…
This
very concept...
This
is what we should strive for now.
That's
what I think.
What
I feel.
Here
and now.
But
it is so difficult.
To
remember.
Because
we've simply forgotten.
Though
we may seem separate,
we
are still from the same source.
The
same living ocean of life.
But
for now we appear as droplets.
Urban Simplicity.
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