happyboy

The sun rises drying the dew that kisses the innocent plants below, The selfish trees refuse to share their years of wisdom. We are eternal but only for a time you see? Change is amongst us. We breath it in, let it discolor our lungs, slow our movements, make us question our beliefs, who we are. What is to understand? What is ....truly....important? Are we meant to know or are we simply here to be analyzed like lab rats in a maze of unknown size? We think, we are, we die, we fertilize. Is that the meaning of life? Does it really matter? There are some questions that are meant to be pondered but never answered and that is the joke only a special few will ever get.