Life moves in circles.
You travel a distance and find yourself just where you had decided to take a rain check and detour.
Round and round you go.
Nothing changes other than you feeling a bit giddy.
Life moves in circles.
The perfect arrangement of this matrix called life is that everyone experiences the same things.
Happiness, love, success and their undesired antipodeans.
However, the flip side to it is that no one can transfer their experiences to someone else.
Life moves in circles
Leaves wither to produce leaves in the next season, animals depart to leave behind offsprings of their kind, water evaporates to create clouds, that pour down as water, the day destroys the night and the night divides the day.
Is there an other side to break on to Mr. Morrison?
Atleast in a lifetime of a person, this is it.
Life moves in circles
By this theory, nature, the ultimate creator, is actually pretty ‘uncreative’ to say the least and a bit sadistic if I may add.
I would have liked life to be more like an infinite doodle.
Maybe children, dreamers or even the one's who are locked up in the cuckoo’s nest have their doodles in place, which no one gets.
Life moves in circles.
Imagination is the only exit from it.
It is not real but real has only so much to offer.
Dream, Doodle, Imagine.
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Many happy returns of the day John Lennon
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