My pencil guides my hand
yet I should say my heart guides my hand...
or better-
my mind
my hand guides my pencil
Yet I know that's not the case,
I wonder why do certain things
get control on others...
How does the scale so drastically differ?
In the same sense...
The Bird vs The Human
The Paper vs The Pencil
Why can the pencil do all the work?
Who is to say the words were predestined on THIS PAGE
The words say
WE WERE MEANT TO BE HER!!!
WE DIDN'T APPEAR BY MAGIC or THE MIND OF YOU "GREAT" HUMANS
We as "the people" seem to think ourselves
so magnificent
so powerful
so...
above all
so we reply
WHAT DO YOU MEAN, WORDS WERE CREATED BY US
WE PUT THEM WHERE WE WANT THEM...
HOW WE WANT THEM.
We eat the chickens and turkeys that
"cluck"and
"GOBBLE"
we who go
"HEY"
and
"BYE"
so basic...sense
On The Drastic Scale-
1.humans
2. EVERYTHING ELSE
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