Why not be free?
Why can I not whirl around in the air, just like those pretty weightless snowflakes?
To feel nothing, no mind which makes a thousand thoughts and wonderings every fucking second... Then I could just be, and float around for a while, until I hit the ground and become water.
It wont hurt, cause I got no feelings. I wouldn't know what was happening cause there wouldn't be no “me”...
No me...
What a relief... Such a warm feeling it gives me.
Those words are enough to make my body go into complete relaxation and give my mind impeccable harmony.
No me... A beautiful sigh of true happiness is what I hear when reading those words... Beautiful...

The snowflakes are almost gone now, and it's time to end my wishful and illusionary way of thinking.
I am still me, and I still got a mind which processes a thousand, no, a million thoughts every second.
I have to return to this demanding way of living, but for just a minute or two,
I had a peaceful moment in my own world, where I whirled like a snowflake.
Careless and mindless, until reality brought me back.
Thank you, pretty snowflakes, who gave me such a precious and lovely release of state.
Thank you....