Always inconstant...

By bikeyPete

Mmmmmmm....

In what dreamy state does my mind float? With shoes off and damp grass, like soft velvet, for a bed I lay by the riverside. Warm summer sun soaked into my body....this was heaven....

I mused over many things as bugs with too many legs floated above my dreamy head. What is life about? The search for peace, happiness, a sense of self worth and fulfilment.....should I buy that bike I have been hanging my nose over?....with all that's been going on the paradox of life gets more bizarre....our lives so short....in a thousand years none of us will matter (in fact, when our sun becomes a red giant this planet will not matter).....so what we do doesn't really matter.....mmmm, on the other hand, what we do every second really matters, WE make our world in our image!

So as the swan came and had a look at the strange thing that lay on the river bank, I drifted through such weighty things.....I really would love that new bike you know..... I lifted my head and looked at that lovely creature and saw in her brood the cycle of life, cycle....mmmmmmmm....perhaps I should go and have another look at that bike!

Mmmmmmmmm.........

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