when the first flake of snow falls onto the ground, it melts into the earth and waits for the others to pile upon it.
only then, with thousands of others blanketing and falling and dancing across the sky will that one snowflake be defined as snow.
thoughts react similarly.
one thought can too easily melt into the earth. but with the addition of many there is a revolution, a war, a definition with the power to create more definitions.
a movement depends on the voice of one but the idea expands to plant seeds so flowers grow even when there is no soil.
we are the flakes that give meaning to snow. do something about it.
draft about the illhueminati. needs more editing but decided to post anyways.