Ramblings of clouds in the sky
It is a small experiment in creativity, you choose a word, search a free resource site for the image or photograph that results in a list, and then write a short narrative about it.
For this occasion the word was chosen: Sky
A very young man was lying comfortably in a meadow in the open sky, from there he enjoyed a moment of rest.
"If I were a cloud, would I be like that little reddish cloud? Or like that big white cloud?
Well, I think the white one is more of a combination of several clouds ... well, I'm going to count it as a single cloud.
Would it be good to be this big and imposing, enough to devour the other clouds and make them part of me?
That would not be very nice, but if I see it in a softer way, it would be that I annex them cryingly and give them more weight, protect their existence and increase their potential for rain ...
It's practically the same, worse at least in the second case I give him the idea that I'm giving something in return "
The man dreamed at his strange reflection.
"It is always better to let others believe that we are doing something for them when we are really making them do something for us"
Those words sounded almost like those of a trickster demon, a real con man, but it was just a young man with some spare time, a little philosophical streak, and some free time in the middle of his work day.
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