Writing Is Painting With Words

Nature, Human Nature

What is inborn in Man, a being, -  call it Nature - can never be suppressed, subdued by rules, customs, laws, …

You can’t force a pigeon to be unfaithful to its mate,

neither can you force a cock to be faithful to one mate.

You can’t, block, imprison Nature, Human Nature.

The Philosopher Wonders

What is life, death?

The living would choose life, as life is wonderful, so precious, so dear, not death as death is a scare.

And the dead would also choose death, as death is also wonderful, a heaven, not life.