Light

Can you see light?

The light in the sky, the light in the wind, in the trees. Can you see the soul? The soul of a person, thought, being.

I thought we'd all get along great, I thought this world would hold true.

It doesn't.

It won't.

Light.

It flies through space and time, it goes faster than anything, moves more gracefully and efficiently. Why can't we all just be a little more like light?

What are we missing?

Choices.

We make mistakes, we are delusional, we forget. I don't want to forget, but how can I not?

Why do I write?

I write because to not would be to kill me, I write because I'm whinny, I write because I don't know what else to do.

Fly.

Soar.

Light.

Shine.

Don't forget. But what is it you really want to remember?

This is the way my brain thinks. This is the way that it functions and rolls. Do you recognize it? Can you see similarities between my brain and yours?

Or am I really all alone?