Life when we first arrive... With no memory of our lies...

Humans running in a constant loop. This subjectivity has granted me another view.

Circular statures of reason. Comedic predicaments as they covorht with all the seasons.

Constantly UNintrested.

Things are easily forgotten and i am the ONLY one who has witnessed.  

One whom's amazed by colorful imagery,

well their life seems too simple to me.