No longer do the peelings of white meet two imperfections of rounded blacks amongst the white. The sway of geometry was not an impending change, repulsion to the constant or a chance to raise the eyebrow for those milliseconds. Green replaces the half of white now only when the yellow decides to bless it with visibility.
Just the right balance of the transparent and opaque behaving like equals. Physics claims the characteristics to be conspicuous. A little embodiment of Philiosophy is waiting for its turn. It has to be dark for the green to disappear and familiar reflection replaces the otherwise vast expanse. Baring to some, closed up to thyself. Refusal to ponder and acceptance of the routine.
Phaderus, the jungle is deceiving and ingenious. You need to return for the journey ahead. Ignorance was never the perfect Goodbye. Diffidence bows down with incompleteness. The mischievous escape and the confounded trail deserve the Au pair. Stuttering speech and the rattle tattle of thoughts, is alliteration not a good enough reason to return? Come back soon. There, I said it.
