wave of thoughts

i n t r o

when you go to a beach, the first one you see, the first one you feel, the first one you touch, and the first one you fall in love with is, sand.

sand is made up of tiny crushed particles of rock. sands may feel annoying & itchy but the beach is definitely empty if it is not around.

brain, it takes up all the unsaid, crumpled, mixed words. and like on the beach, these waves are like the words on our brain. it keeps hitting us, randomly and repeatedly. making us crazy or torturing us slowly.

the brain was never calm because of our thoughts, the beach was never calm because of waves.

thoughts and waves must always come together. together they come, together they suffer, together with, waves of thoughts.