Fourth Prose

    Yesterday I experienced generosity. My perception of mankind begins to round itself, attempting smooth edges. As the Earth is not entirely flat, so shan’t be my final world view. Like the tectonic plates colliding and forming, mountains, ravines, and defined masses rise and rend, fall and repeat. Each individual entity empresses it’s impression for a moment only to be changed momentarily. This brief marring is not forgotten however, the most impactful and memorable are what benefits humanity.