Cat, Fishes, and Ocean


Smooth fishes of my most fantastic musings swim deliciously with waves of noise rock, vanishing from view now and then, but never too far from the depths of a frame that had been beautifully captured in a trance of colours of past and the now. Golden silence of the pious man disappears with the onset of profane noises. Mind, in this tense moment, let’s go of everthing. In noise a meditation. In meditation silence. Fishes swarm about noiselessly in a calm blue ocean. Neighbour’s cat went away last week and hasn’t been seen by anyone. It’s sad. I feel relieved though. My fishes are safe. Calm blue, like the cat’s sleep, I feel. I feel good.

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