16 September 2012
Look closer...no....look again...the monkey is behind the yellow flower...small and orange...black and White....fragile...hiding from big predators...it needs food...but is scared...what is out there?
The boy enters his school...he hates it here...afraid of the big boys....where are they now? Is it safe?
The old woman drinks her coffee and waits for her mail to arrive. It is still dark outside. She is afraid of the strange men who attacks the fragile.
The woman wants to go home. In the bus she feels safe. Outside the bus it is dark and men walks there. Her body shakes all over.
The monkey climbs down from the tree. Hungry hungry. Risks must be taken.
There are roads out there - go find your road...
Trees • Opuss № I