...You cannot be lost in the sea...if it is where you are meant to be...

Our humanity springs out from within ourselves like water from the ocean....churning, writhing......storming...

We try so desperately to give shape and form to our expectations and ourselves...and what is it that we commit to in this exercise? There are shackles upon us, and we put them there...

And we maintain this silent, invisible imprisonment, guarding over our humanity and individuality which storms and screams through clenched teeth " What did I do wrong? "

We have no answers....we simply chose.

What is your reward for this....?

To be a sharp island in an eternal storm?

What...did you do so wrong...?

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Inspired by Pogo " Where is Ethan? " which can be found here https://youtu.be/f9ul3I7ph8o