path to gratefulness

While cooking I cut my finger. The blood is drooping now. Wow, the red from the blue venues colors the  map of anatomy with deep thoughts. The venous look like the rivers across my country – our  path to consciousness sparkles with mysterious colors.

… lots of interjections are in search of their place under the sun. it will be your comments that will give my emotions the shape for we all could sat back in awe towards the beauty of the world that was entrusted to us to inhabit.

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