The Ocean

The ocean is evoking these emotions, faintly folding and quaintly holding the path that we are going.

"But the ocean is stagnate, it's lifeless."

Why do you think like this? Schools of fish swish throughout the course of the currents and flourish in communities like you and me. See, you're stuck in a box, an endless prison lock within your psyche. Highly unlikely that you believe in anything rather than what you see. Be like a child in the ocean, smiling and splashing, crashing against the waves until the start of a new day.

"But I don't know how to swim." 

Then just float and hope that the water soothes you and you stay there so that I may never lose you. To swim in this world is to glide gracefully in society. To drown is to succumb to what others believe, then you are no longer you, and I am no longer me. When the world is mainly composed of water, it is easy to slow and falter.

So easy to slow and falter.

In the society we call the water.