My World As I See It Now
Everyone has their own personal world that they live in; everyone has their own perception of reality and how the world is, or how it could, or should be.
What do more people think of when they hear “world”? Do they think of a literal globe? A state of mind? To me, the world is a myriad of problems descending into deeper delirium, like a snowball rolling down a hill, not caring who or what’s in its’ way, collecting everything in its’ trail as well as manifesting speed
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