The clouds…

The gentle clouds engulfed the sunset of another day…

There are so many ways I could phrase it, but the clouds knew and know no malice as the closed in upon us blanketing us with an even veil of light. Malice is an interesting thing. There are those in life that seethe with malice and their undertone is to make others miserable. There are those in life that adapt and try to get by to a point, but without anger or malice at all. There is also the rare third group, those that try so hard to be the second, and accept and understand, do the right thing, and make the world a better place but when faced with the insurmountable scare even the most terrifying of the first with the depths they can pull from. I consider those the sheepdogs, the first the wolves, the second the sheep.

Don’t get me wrong, the world is not so easily divided, but these groups seem to work a lot of the time. The wolves rules by violence, the sheep by fear, and the sheepdog by the right. (I am always open to opinions.

So without going into an obvious rant to the far side of the sun, tonight as the sun sets on another day, consider if you are one of these 3, and in the end, which one of these you want to be, and reach for it. Be the cloud gently enveloping us all that can do what is necessary, the sheepdog who sleeps until it is time to protect, or whatever you may be. Consider, and be happy.

Sleep sweet, love life, and love a little more, no matter what…

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