Waiting for what?

We spend our lives waiting...
Waiting for a brunette, and once she comes, waiting for her to leave. Like observers without agency. Scared of our own fears. Living our lives in never-ending loops.
Fearing our own happiness, always wanting more...

Overwhelming Euphoria

The beauty and the beast.

The dream personified, and the drops of alcohol in my veins. Euphoric debilitation. She, the miraculous brunette.

The future is unreachable. The presence is bliss.

Dilemma of a scientist looking at a horse, plow and a plow-boy

Which way does the causality run? Is it the plow pushing the horse or is it the horse pulling the plow? And what if it is a spurious correlation, and it is the person holding the rein that causes the movement of both horse as well as the plow? Or is the plow-boy an antecedent variable that affects the horse which is an independent variable that causes the movement of the plow which is the dependent variable? Or is the plow-boy genuine independent variable that causes both horse as well as plow to move and both horse as well as plow are dependent variables that just covary?

And what if it is actually government subsidies that make plow-boy cause all of the above? Well, that would be a question of level of abstraction, I guess.

Help global textile industry...

Eat one T-shirt a day.

Dreamer

Young boy used to dream about butterflies -
used to dream about the blue sky...
used to dream about peace and love...

Since than many things have changed.
he's hit his head more than once.
passing through the door, bending...

thought he cannot live on his own,
thought he needs somebody to share with,
all his life; to give...

Loneliness is cold.
Loneliness is safe.

Loneliness is FOREVER.