I’m sitting on a rock. The water flows past me, energy runs through me. I feel at home here. We weren’t meant to live in four walls. It’s a humid day; there was a big storm a couple of nights ago. The water covers the rocks where a woman was sunbathing last week. Something just nailed me in the back. Remnants of a tree, maybe. A Texas beetle? Whatever it was, it has washed away. There’s a little bush behind me. A healthy tree in front. They appear to be growing out of the rocks. Life always finds a way through. That’s how I know we’re not alone. I wonder what the water on other worlds looks like. If it flows over rocks like these, muddy brown or crystal blue. Somehow this leaf is holding its own on the stone beneath me. It must have the perfect grip, as the water pours over with significant force. It sits on the rock, same as I. I’d like to jump in the water, but the current is too strong. I can feel the presence of someone else here. Now I notice their big golden dog. I miss having a dog. Alone in four walls is no way to live. My lease runs a few months more. I’m not sure what happens after that. I’m waiting on my lover. I sense she’ll be here soon, and I won’t be alone in four walls anymore. Maybe we’ll flee the concrete together and find peace amongst the trees. Start a family and live on the land with our friends and neighbors. That’s what I truly desire. We’ve cluttered the world with our wrest-less hands and wonder why we’re sick when we’ve trashed the mother which gave us life. Poison the well and you will poison the mind. Collective stress over things utterly meaningless slowly kill us, and we rarely stop to think about how it doesn’t have to be this way. Many souls are waking, and we will rise through the ashes the devil leaves behind. Sifting through skyscrapers, mobile phones, and lies we will find that anything can turn to nothing as fast as you can clap your hands.
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