The World Looks Around Me Like it Was One Thing

(Flash Fiction)

The world looks around me like it was one thing. I can’t believe it has so much to say, so many thoughts that come to mind, need unraveling, making me an

instrument to its words. Speak, it says, and others will follow, others will listen. All else will fade away into the serendipitous ways of life, another world shall rise to

the surface. By the time I am able to express the world’s feelings, it is already too late. We will never be one with the world.