Have you ever wondered how people almost always know what you just said but still insist on you repeating your very recent, very deliberate words?
Absurd. But the people almost always are.
I’m. And everyone I know is. You must also be.
Have you ever had petty fights and clung onto things that matter the least?
I have. So have you, no?
I know who lurks beyond the horizon.
If only the man dying of thirst would cry out to the river, the river could bend its ways. No matter the floods. For it’s not just the man who seeks the river, the river seeks the man too.