I have not had a good walk around the city lately, not that I have much time to spare for myself . People seem to think that there is nothing much for the eyes to feast, since the shopping mall in the Perth CBD is rather restricted and, well, you may call it, stereotypical. As predictable as things may normally appear to be on the surface, if you take a look at it the second time, and really take a good look at it, there are things that could open the door to your interests.
I do not consider myself as an observant kind of person.
But when I walk around the city, I see plenty of things.
I see immense joy, sweetness and innocence.
I see deep passion for music.
I see people coming together and staying together.
I see time being mounted on a tower.
I see duplicity of an object.
I see a man inside a bunny.
There has been a lot on my mind lately. A heavy load that screams to be unloaded. I somehow feel like a bird, trapped in a cage, and wishing, hoping to break free and dive into the unfriendly skies.
A good walk was helpful in clearing some clutter in my head.
Maybe a memory loss now, and restarting my mind all over again on a fresh slate does not seem like a bad idea.
I see hope. I also see pain. And I see a lot of darkness.
Oh God, be with me.