Why ...

I often wondered why but having had no answer concluded that it's better to not know. The question short as a bullet is forever moving further and further into the vastness of space. It will eventually fall down in the ocean, where it will stay for eternity.

In the morning, my other questions step one after another in my mind. I'm busy and I'm challenged. Please let my mind be free, do what it wants, care about what it loves, let it be roaming the boundless prairie of imagination.

I know what you want, because, i want the same. No, not money. But freedom from ... The news you've heard many times and have filled you with anger or fear. The ads that robbed you of your money. The hollow movies which have given you only fake dreams in exchange for your time. Freedom from a world that lost its direction, freedom from confusion and freedom from desire.

I used to walk alone at night looking at the pretty houses in my neighborhood, through large windows, trying to guess people's lives. I've given them names and hope, without them knowing.