With the Kites He Flew

. . . . .
And all he wanted was to fly with them.

High up in the sky,

Even above the clouds,

Flowing along the currents

With his arms stretched out.
. . . . .

Insanity is Life

. . . . . For me insanity is life. If there is no reason for our actions, let us not try to show made up reasons. Let us be mad in a world of madness. Let us be irrational for being rational is not possible. Let us not try to define what is vague but live in the vagueness that our world has to offer, live our lives to the fullest and let go of it when the time comes.