when we’re done with it we’ll just build a big rocket and move someplace else
there are always clues that today is different and we should adapt
we don’t buy a plum for its tough, purple-red skin it’s what is inside
we look to the past historic experience to guess the future
look at an apple it can be pies, tarts, fritters… or just an apple
to contain nature we must understand nature will not be contained
beauty surrounds us even if sometimes it hides behind ugliness
the cool autumn air brings change that some will embrace and others will curse
when beauty begins to grow in the cracks, people will fill in those cracks
we wake to today from dreams our subconscious wrote to fix yesterday
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