Often times I feel like one of nature’s little animals, like a mouse or even a small bird. Born into a fast paced world, enduring endless worries day by day. Wary of every sound and movement around me. Nervousness being the engine that pilots my existence.
Despite the fear that rules me, there is a world that grinds on, a system designed for the survival of beings that appear ceaseless in their pursuit of success and acquiring of power and materials. Beings that can stay organized and focused on more than just surviving. A complex web of rules and exceptions, a world that no one has taken the time to explain to me. I feel lost, and temporary. I am not like most of those around me. If only I knew the rules better maybe I could be more like them. Instead, I am forced to covet the scraps that I can sneak for myself.
The only solace I find is being awake while the collective world around me should be sleeping. I feel more at peace in the stillness of 3 am on a work night, where nothing is expected of me. Where this system cannot see me. I can truly allow my mind wander, I can reveal that I am more than just a small scared creature, I am a transcendent entity that is capable of immeasurable compassion.
