colour

it's a comfort in an almost selfish way to know that not everyone is just like you. every day it grows even more comforting to know just that- that you and i are unique. how drab would life be if i related to you the exact same way you related to me? very drab. i'm guilty of "people watching", you know, sitting in a park or walking through the city, watching how different people act, look, talk etc. it's quite fun actually! why? cos it helps me to enjoy what's around me. if we were all the same it would be like staring at a gray wall. a gray wall holds no interest as it will always be the same tone and look no matter where you look. but since we are not all the same, we find ourselves part of a jackson pollack-esque wall: colour everywhere! no, i speak not of diversity or skin shade but of the soul and the heart. each heart feels each emotion differently. each soul cries out for the living God in it's own way. this is where the colour lies...