Rolling Clouds
there are never enough ways to see reality, we all find it’s truths wearing different clothes. it might be in the eye of a dead fish, or the veins of an autumn leaf, or even in the silver lining of rolling clouds.
but if you see it, I’m just the right way, under just the right circumstances, you might just learn something about how the universe works, and if you do, you should be wary where you step, or else you might trip upon a way to look past the lies protecting you.