050: A New Angle
You can learn to see things anew. To look at them from a different angle or in a different light. Maybe turn them upside down under-water, or cover them with a bough of cherry blossoms. What remains? A splatter of colours, or maybe a corner of something.
Or maybe you burn them and watch the flames lick across them until you see something new—a devouring beast of red that reaches a tongue out to taste, carefully and thoroughly, only to spit everything back out again when it has gone grey and tasteless.
But it is not dull. It has a new shape. A new angle. It swirls in a ray of sunshine and turns black dusty. It can be shaped like castles with walls and towers, and it is feather-soft.
Just try.
Just tilt your head and look. It is all there, right in front of you.
Written by: Katrine H.
Or maybe you burn them and watch the flames lick across them until you see something new—a devouring beast of red that reaches a tongue out to taste, carefully and thoroughly, only to spit everything back out again when it has gone grey and tasteless.
But it is not dull. It has a new shape. A new angle. It swirls in a ray of sunshine and turns black dusty. It can be shaped like castles with walls and towers, and it is feather-soft.
Just try.
Just tilt your head and look. It is all there, right in front of you.
Written by: Katrine H.
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