The experience of colors is quite life fulfilling 
While the outside is so colorful the inside seems to always be shaded
Darker colors for darker thoughts
While we may see nature as bright
The inside of a tree is just as dark and twisted as the human mind
Loops on loops that only keep looping with every year
What does that mean to a tree
Who knows 
How can we comprehend what it’s like to be a living thing without the same way of thinking as us
No mind but still follows the sun just as we do
The life experience is guided by colors 
The sun brings to us the ability to see these colors
Without it even the outside would be just as dark as the inside
I wonder if a blind mans mind is darker than those who see
While my mind may be dark I still see in color 
and colors slowly intoxicate my mind
Why do we all see death as dark
The inside of our minds is surely darker than the light in which we all hear about
Or is the light a saying to cope with the fact that death might just lead to darkness
When a tree dies the tree only seems to take the darker shade of its inside brought to the outside
But that doesn’t mean the light of the tree wasn’t just taken with them
So that sparks a light of its own
Is death the light or a path to certain darkness
Questions intoxicate my mind just like the colors do

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