I sit alone staring up as i lay in the morning bus to work...watching, waiting, den watching summore and realise i could actually do both at the same time..silly me! so as i watch and wait. i start questioning mi existence/purpose in life as the bus precariously cuts thru trafiic....green, whiteandblue, green, whiteandblue, green, whiteandblue, green, whiteandblue.....the staggered formation of trees breaking mi view of the open morning sky...
....why does it seem so bright?? is the sun rising faster every day?? questions after questions...has any1 lived w/out having questions pop into their heads?...think abt the purpose of humans..why do we live?? so that we can JUST live?? Wad was evolution's plan for us? spectators in the arena or are we the lions that maw out on poor gaia?
Symbolism, analogies have always been a part of mi life...but never in my dreams! hmm i must have been a soothsayer in a past life!
