My Timing Is Perfect

Thoughts over flow every time any life form around me, amaze me as I observe them with awe. Yes, as I sat this morning first I wondered, wow, matting season is it? Then observed with keen eye, by splashing that water into my eye. Oh good heavens, its life and death.  Well my dear readers, its a web and the flimsy legged spider was busy on her pray an ant. Ofcourse, the ant was busy rescuing her life. I am a third person here watching all this, sitting for minutes together, should I help the Ant save her life? Should I not help? Will it be fair if I help to the spider for she has given her life force to make those beautiful patterned web to have her meal?  How will I feel when I am starved to death waiting for my meal and there it comes not in just a lucky plater but after lots of hard work such as this web and someone takes my well deserved meal? How will I feel when someone is looking at me as an Ant struggling with my life to be saved but purely observatory around me? I still sit the

It pains, it pains to see everything being sold. Things that are free. Things that have to be carefree. Air to breathe is free but in oxygen mask. Water to drink is free but packaged. List can go ever ending. There was a time humans were sold in the market mainly women for pleasure. But today when I see a cattle sold and the calf while drinking milk from her mother which is her natural right is been pulled out for selling away. It hurts, we claim we are here to save the cattle too. What o brains we humans thinketh that we know it all and we are above one and all? I could not stop imagining myself being sold in the market when i see another life been sold. May sound silly to many, but everytime we put ourselves in the other the pain is clear and loud.  Compassion or frustration Change or submission outcomes that create another wave of insecurity and leads and leaves a vibration that is not a healthy sigh. pic courtesy google. Even in historical scripts gifting a cow to a bramin was to e