Beauty. Serenity. Oh how perfect are the clouds. They light the ever binding darkness that surrounds me.

The clouds are all knowing as they flow around the world in the sky ocean, seemingly oblivious to those beneath them.

They just keep shining. They are ostentatious, yet they are the most calming and beautiful thing that may have ever been perceived.

They reflect the truth throughout all plains, exist behind all realities. The pierce the heavens, standing above us. Humans should envy them.

But I don’t even know what a human is anymore.

I just know that I can see the clouds.