Thoughts: An Allegory
> A thought appears, then another. They float about like feathers in the wind. One here, one there, weightless in the air. They have no goal or direction, they simply swirl without end or aim. I reach for them: a task as vain as grasping for the wind itself.
@josias This is beautiful; They float often, and their endless essence shines throught our minds to express something unique than we can not describe in reality.
Maybe God's wishes, awesome ideas to move on or ways to understand this blinded world.
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