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In my feverish imaginings, the gap between reality and fantasy meet like fused pebbles on a beach. I sometimes think that is all I need. To hold the cold pebble and gaze into its multicoloured essence. A salty rock washed by a billion waves could be a motif for the bigger picture; to step boldly into the big blue without the slightest of regret.

It makes me wonder about the reality of being. About how we form this matrix of existence; always moving forward in time and experience until our light is extinguished. Billions of beings consuming the planet by the forkful. Not caring enough to stop, but caring enough to be worried.