The dichotomy between single-tone life’s flat tone and explorer life’s self-mutating octave! How do I often get caught in the transition in between, I wonder. May be I’m just a living paradox of incompatible philosophies. Someone who longs for shore when in sea and longs for sea when ashore. Too human. Sometimes I curse my species for developing cognitive ability, I wish I was a mutant without it. Capable of “Monkey see, monkey do”!  :-/

Fan of little birds 🙂


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