I can’t understand how people work in front of certain things. 

Like mountains with green hairs on their skins, 

like oceans always coming back to people’s stupidity and meaningless solidity, 

like women with unkempt hairs and eyes which can dismiss storms in a moment. 

They deserve your silence…they deserve your wholesome curiosity…

They will bring rains for you, 

they will show you clouds over their wet heads…

There are boundless directions…

Go in any way and make yourself a beautiful redundant. 

That’s the only way.

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Photograph: Google.