detoxing a.k.a crapping

When you create an artwork with your hands, you would never think of the fingerprints you're leaving behind. The end justifies the means.

When leaves scatter at the end of their time, you would never have thought to see them til they fall along your path. Taken for granted whilst they graced your vision.

When a photograph is taken at random, do you not see the hidden passion within? One lens, a million opinions flow. To each their own they should just hold.

When blue is black, pink is orange, purple is cyan. Does it really matter when tones are the only things you see? We do not listen, we do not see, we make a judgment.

When rain falls along the sea, it is best appreciated at least for no one will complain for the lack of it, or the access of it. It takes things that we do not see to make us understand its true value.

When birds soar on the tunes of the wind, they glide with the smoothness of joy. You do not have had to experience to know when others are happy.

When irony meets destiny, you have a calamity. Is that necessarily a negative.

When I'm tired, are you? 'Coz I am. Empathy comes before sympathy.

When you churn out so much trash, you wonder where the source lies. Beneath, below, the dark, the quiet, the light of the night.