The world is my zoo, gravity the cage that keeps me from the wilderness of the universe that is my natural habitat. The stars watch me as I struggle to breathe, their superiority and freedom looking into me, their amusement my misfortune. The Zookeeper stays silent behind the scenes. Do not feed me inspiration; I might realize where I truly belong.
Monday, February 20, 2012
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