Venture #2/ On the Scale of things
The sky is a blue hue with a hint of white in it, not because there are clouds in the sky, but just because. I wonder to myself at this moment while my eyes are put into a lock. My eyes can't move away from what is above me. How small I really am, and how big the whole world is. I realize that in this moment, I am just a tiny speck to the world, and when the world looks back at me with an interested eye, I bet she could smash me in just one second. CRUNCH!!! GONE!!! Within a blink of an eye.
My thoughts begin to drift to the smaller things that are underneath my feet. Upon the dark, musky, dusty, dirty pavement I notice little creatures that look like black dots. When I took a closer glance through my focused eye I watch the smaller things wander around like lost souls searching for a meaning to life. Do they have feelings like I do? Do they see what I can see? Can they see me staring back at them, and do they wonder if I am going to kill, eat, or destroy them? Are they scared? I know if I was put in that kind of situation, I would think that I was screwed! And maybe run around just like them screaming to the top of my lungs, while I run into walls.
I continue to look at the grand scale of things. The beauty that I don't look at enough so that I can grow to appreciate it, and indulge myself with life, adventure, and little walks with the Mother of all nature. But alas, I must be honest. Maybe one day.
Latoya Rhodes
My thoughts begin to drift to the smaller things that are underneath my feet. Upon the dark, musky, dusty, dirty pavement I notice little creatures that look like black dots. When I took a closer glance through my focused eye I watch the smaller things wander around like lost souls searching for a meaning to life. Do they have feelings like I do? Do they see what I can see? Can they see me staring back at them, and do they wonder if I am going to kill, eat, or destroy them? Are they scared? I know if I was put in that kind of situation, I would think that I was screwed! And maybe run around just like them screaming to the top of my lungs, while I run into walls.
I continue to look at the grand scale of things. The beauty that I don't look at enough so that I can grow to appreciate it, and indulge myself with life, adventure, and little walks with the Mother of all nature. But alas, I must be honest. Maybe one day.
Latoya Rhodes
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