Thorns am I

Think Deep

Hunting Humans

We humans,
We, as humans...
We hunt. We seek.

We hunt for answers and understanding.
We hunt for reasons and logic.
We seek out places and people.

We hunt for someone that will know us - for someone that will see us as we hope to be.

To see the potential in us...

We seek to find a reason for the blue in the sky. For the hows and whys of magnets and electricity.

For the code that cracks the puzzle of DNA and god.

We hunt for acceptance. We hunt for a reason to get out of bed. We hunt for the perfect cup of coffee.

We seek out a hand to hold on a cold and wintery walk, a perfect fitting pair of gloves, and a place that we can call our own.

We hunt for humans.

We humans, hunt.

We hunt humans.

We seek and seek and seek, and then we die.

And those that we leave behind hunt for reasons why.

Gears of time

an enchanting surrender

Warrior poets.

Query?

What did you fail at today?

Luciferian Blossom

Circular logic, circular worlds

human race

In a universe of options we are this.

In a universe of similarities and limited possible combinations of elements we are this.

In a universe of expanse beyond expanse we are this.

We are stars, millions of them - billions of them, trillions of them. colliding in us, vibrating at just the right speeds, humming our own celestial tune...

We are bits of bits. Tiny specks of information that collect, gather, assemble, amass and come to a point where the data set can be more than the bits.

Greater than the sum of the parts. Greater than the sum of these AMAZING parts...