February 29
The day of February 29 was comparable to gray matter. There was certain stillness and intensity in the gray sky and I was reaching into my pocket for a ´brain´ metaphor to describe it. Of course, my description cant be exhaustive, but i´m not trying to be. Its feelings. Lately I´ve been asking myself, why is it that subconscious is so powerful and conscious is so different. The only thing I can come up with that´s meaningful enough for me is that conscious is like a child, being raised by subconscious, it has to learn, it has to struggle, it has to overcome and eventually succeed. Then in this universe we are deviant creators and maybe one day weĺl be ready to join the big force to raise more consciences that will stem and ascend and maybe comfort us with their companionship...