On the way back from temple, I noticed the leaves that have recently blossomed on the trees in my neighborhood shaking and shivering in the cold wind. They whispered in my ears, a sort of shrill whistle that the wind carried off into the distance. They said, "Awww c-crap. We came out t-too early. It's f-f-fucking cold out hereeeee!" Their voices shriveled away, as I walked on.
I felt sorry for them.
Greetings.
- Ly is my name.
- Insanity calls me Human though, not unlike yourself. I create this blog in protest, because silent words are sometimes more comforting than spoken ones. Words will lend to a world of nonsense, a perfect defense against a world with no sense, and I hope to one day look back on this and smile in dignified embarrassment.