Short The Happy Poop The happy poop plopped down on the grass bed. It was such a relief to be free, such a grand relief that the happy poop radiant its happiness all around. A swarm of flies soon came to celebrate. Each would land and take a piece, to print happiness all around.
Existence A journey beyond Oh, look at the tragedy, look at the senseless human suffering, look at all this carnage. Well, I shouldn't be jesting. It is a tragedy, it is a loss, but that's not my department. I am here to collect, for I am a Grim Reaper. Yes,
Existence The most beautiful mess I can perceive I like going into crowds, crowds of any size, kind and purpose. Some days I may go into a lush forest to experience the slow determination of trees. At the same time I might focus on a bustling anthill or follow around a family of squirrels. Other days I venture
