this morning #1197.

this morning, for all the small creatures living their lives hidden inside the folds of the light, overlooked & exploited, i bowed my head down & prayed. from here on out, for these beings being trampled underfoot, i’m going to at least try to pay attention to their plight. it’s a crime, the way that success for one always seems to come at a cost for another. survival of the blah blah blah. we need to develop a better balance. no more of this big fish little fish shit. no more eating each other. period. winners & losers? let’s be done with that crap. it’s all a trap. we fall for it every time. it’s fine if you get yours but not if i don’t get mine. enough of that. stop with the delusions. there’s easily enough to go around.