“Do you see it?”
“The bright light. It’s where your dreams manifest in to reality.”
It feels like.. bouncing on clouds. It feels like being a cloud. The metaphorical cloud, rid of its thunder. No more rain. There’s beauty behind it all. We’re steeped in confusion, but it’s all so simple. It’s like the blossoming of a flower in a time lapse video; the merger of nature and interference. It’s like an ant colony carrying their grains, each with their own mission to survive another day.
“Isn’t it beautiful?”
That’s just how simple it can be.
That’s just how simple it is.
“Don’t let it pass you by. Don’t let fear consume the beauty.”