MechaRoboSheep

Eyes wide open Staring at myself but not through my eyes, but eyes of another.Submersion of mind what a horrid fate. befall not the child but on the man of thought.Beyond what I can't see. the unknown mystery I cannot grasp, nor conceive but past horizon there is.Yes, beyond my sight, there is a world of unlimited possibilities, and one of thinkers like me, thinking as well.No need for sadness no need for crying. I am not alone and neither are you.I am a flow of thought unsure of first origin and final destination. Nothing more, nothing less.  You are a flow of thought perhaps sure of origin or final destination Perhaps more, perhaps less....

I am a flow of thought unsure of first origin or final destination nothing more, nothing less.

Do the laundry, or you'll have spiders.Do the dishes, or you'll have maggots.Brush your teeth, or you'll have root canals.Don't eat past midnight, or you'll get obese.Don't smoke in bed, or you'll have a fire.Wash your hands, or you'll get sickBuy rich whole foods, or you'll get botulismDon't stare at the computer, or you'll go blindDon't drink in the morning, or you'll get cirrhosisDon't wear brown with black, or you'll never find a wife.Don't pick your nose, or you'll get pink eyeDon't go out in the sun, or you'll get cancerDon't go out at night, or you'll get attacked.Go to work, or you'll be homelessGo to school, or you'll be brainless...

As I stared at Saturn, my inhibitions felt inconsequential.As I fought against the sea, I was livid with an excitement unheard of since I was a ignorant child.I felt so miniscule, and I am. In both the Sea and the Stars eyes.I will perish, perhaps soon, perhaps later. The seas will continue to roar The stars will continue to sparkle. I am nothing to them.That is what makes me feel at peace. For all that I am, is inconsequential. as are my fears, worries, and short comings.A good day was had.