My life runs around me as I take each step forward. Night passes day, day passes night circling in a miriad of endless colors and lights and shades. Living is the beautiful creation of art. It is the sorrowfull fall into destruction. Without one there could never be the other.

Life and living and dying are all so simple. The simplicity is lost in humanity's never ending search for to understand immortality. Stop searching for what might not be found and enjoy what you aren't looking for.

-kln-