Jan 11, 2013 - Dolphins in Talks with my past

There slips the water on their shiny bodies. No worries, just an ocean to explore. Breathing, jumping, swimming, playing. A fantastic monotony.
Dolphins enjoying nature as mankind never does.
Praise ignorance, people say. True at times; carelessly thinking of today only, ignoring death and responsibilities. What kind of life is it though? Selfishness and irresponsibility would rule. What would be of us?
Are we bored of knowing too much? Does knowledge have a limit? Does “too much” exist?
No, but it sometimes hurts.
Like water my thoughts run wild. I’m home: I’m with her.
I spent years looking for her and there she was, all along.
We’re all farsighted, focusing on what’s next. Beyond a kiss, sex; beyond an offer, fraud; beyond the good, the bad.
Is there a cure for a psychological farsightedness?