Let Me Live. Once Again. #PlanetOrPlastic

Who am I?

Today is pretty good, but the ocean doesn't look very clear, a lot of things are swimming here, but they just don't move that much. I decided to swim around, wander, and see what i can possibly find.

"Ddo..do..doo...doodoododoo...." i sing some random songs that i've ever heard from sea creatures while swimming around. Who knows if that comes from the deep down or from the surface. I'm just following.

Woosh. Woosh.

"Whooa... it's pretty crowded today, wonder why..?" I immediately stop while a bunch of sea creatures are swimming fast, in panic.

"Excuse me.. what is happening?" That's me trying to reach anyone, just a little seahorse being so curious. Older fishy busy bussiness? Na ah.. i want to know.

They just swim, passing me.

Ocean is indeed very busy today.

Am i that small?

"Honey, you're too small for this magnificent ocean. But that means you have your whole lifetime to figure things out and explore the ocean. The only limitation is your imagination. Save........."

That's what my Mama said to me. I don't remember the rest of it actually. I'll go ask her when i go back home.

Oh well, i am small.

I bring my toy everywhere. They used to complain about it, but i hear none anymore. I don't even have an idea what is it called. Stick? Pinky stick.

Do you know swordfish? I always imagine myself as one. Aren't they cool? I'll keep my pinky stick as the beginning of my swordfish-future journey.

"Ow oh.. that's my friend. He's sleeping down there..? Oh c'mon, he finally found his own toy and just.. sleep?" I complain about my sleepy turtle friend who sleeps down there while holding his toy.

I swim again as i keep mumbling, i complain a lot about how muzzy the ocean is right now.

Dismal ocean isn't my favorite thing, will never.

My sight is getting blurry, i keep moving until i realize one giant thing is right in front of me. My defense reflex movement is on action, i hold tight my pinky stick while trying to fight it like a brave one.

Turns out..

I hold nothing. This thing was in front of me, inside me, and behind me..
I look down once again, just to find out something that is hard to believe..

Me,holding my stick. Beside my friend. And other friends.
Unknown things, dominate the ocean.

"..the only limitation is your imagination. Save.. the only. Limitation. Imagination. You're too small. Your imagination. Explore. Magnificent ocean. Save. Save. Save.."

Save yourself.

Who am i?

Do you still care about the dead seahorse?

Dying fishes?

Will you still think that i'm cute?

I was dead wrong.

Avowal, please?

Give me a moment to think once again about the "toy" i've excitedly told you about..

Let me live once again and tell me i was wrong..
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Dear beautiful human being,
Please don't let us struggle alone..
Help us save ourselves..
And you'll see..