It's just a passing feeling, but. . . .

[j-d] Sometimes I just want to reach up into the sky and take a bite out of a cloud.

Who ever said "What you see is what you get" never considered all the possible aveunes of thought. And, thoughts like ants at a picnic swarm in all directions-- never quite satistified.

If being an adult is to hold two oppossing views at once, what is suppose to happen if decision is to follow thought?? Do these views just cancel each other out? Or are we to believe thoughts like an ant colony appear separate, but work as one?

And, if I could reach up to the sky, would I really be happy with just a cloud?

def art: Art is an idea without words.