Pictures and words…



What is life?

This life?

That’s what I find myself wondering.

A series of events?



People drift in.

And they drift out.

We work.



And like drops of water finding our way,

we eventually return.

We return to the great ocean from whence we came.

Dissolving into one.

Becoming one,

again with the great flowing source.

But this…

This very concept…

This is what we should strive for now.

That’s what I think.

What I feel.

Here and now.

But it is so difficult.

To remember.

Because we’ve simply forgotten.

Though we may seem separate,

we are still from the same source.

The same living ocean of life.

But for now we appear as droplets.

Urban Simplicity.

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