Eat A Bug

Eat a bug. Eat a rug. Munch on your intuition. You think you are who you claim you are but you are in fact not even human. You are a cyclops, a cyclone, a part of the never ending cycle.

So why then do we insist on maiming each other? Physically. Emotionally. Retro-actively. Do we enjoy it? Why can't we all just live out our lives without bothering each other with each other's bullshit?

When we look at one another we must look deep, deeper than we've ever known. It is indeed possible.