It is not personal
Hear the whirrr of the engine
Let zoom by you
Just a little mark in time
It does not affect you here and now
Whatever you may please
There now you can walk
Without seeing every life that has gone passed
But with consideration they exist
Each with their own individual stories
Unique as the next
Special as the next
But just the same
What if one,
Had eyes from behind?
Looking, blinking and rolling eyes
i wouldn’t know how to judge them, they would just be eyes
But why should I?
I would see the shape of their head and shoulders and width
They may have a Nice head or funny head or a lumpy head
But a beautiful, beautiful mind
I like hats; smooth, colorful, soft hats
But then they wouldn’t be able to see
Or maybe they could
But just couldn’t walk backwards
We don’t need to walk backwards, after all time flows forwards
Or is that just a fallacy?
Humans always seem to be walking backwards
Do you know how many times they bumped into each other?
How many times they tried to colonize already colonized land?
Boy, they are silly animals, aren’t they?
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why does it sound so sweet?
pure and sweet
good to balance the evil
it is too salty