We as human, do not respect the animal. The animal that is human.
We perceive our perception in the direction which is far from the sight of the other. We look at the same things with an awkward glance. Jumping to conclusion with the dismissal of the absent mind.
Is it ever enough?
What is?
Sharp looks into a dull tunnel of darkness. Making out shadows into shapes like starring into the sky and making clouds into animals.
Words written plain as day, contemplating the direction of the far off destination. Free flow of spew.
Like electricity, I follow the path of least resistance. Like water from a spring, I gravitate to the lowest point. I patiently caress my lowest levels in order to pull myself lower.
We do not respect the animal that is human.
Down nosed and corner eyed, we trust only in the fact that we will be let down. We will be disappointed in the end.
This is empty. I will try again later.
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DiversosA place for my ramblings. A place to spew rants and thoughts and feelings and emotional spirals. Formatted for you wattpad lovers. Perhaps I reach you. Maybe I don't. Who knows? Maybe you will do more than just read it. None of this matters. ...
