Poetic title aside, I've discovered something today. That everything no matter how mundane or constant will never be the same. Take a rock for example, leave it on your window in the morning and look at it again come sundown. The thin film of dust that has settled on the rock, the sounds that must have vibrated through it's rocky body, the light playing it's multicolored tunes here and there, the warmth heating the rock up and then escaping away chilling it. That is only physical, who knows what else it could have experienced? It could have heard the whisperings the wind always bring, gazed upon the messages intertwined in the light that shone upon it, tasted the rain on the breeze. Every day brings a new set of experiences some are harsh, some are lenient. All of these and more have shaped the rock in it's near eternal lifespan. If so what of us lesser beings? We who live but a minute wink in lifespan compared to the rock? I take it as a sign that I have to go out and experience the world more. Which honestly I want to do so bad. Just give me some money and I'll figure out the rest :)
But I am where I am, doing what I have to do. Not the most exciting thing for a boy still discovering the beauty of America. But I make do with what I have, and I am thankful for I have a chance to complain where the laments of others are either whispered into the soil or fall upon deaf ears. SO LIVE LIFE!!!!!
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