If you could choose into being a body that changes every bit of space without understanding where will actions go, where will deeds lead, where will it all grow. I would rather be nobody, if my heart is full of blossom. If I could choose into being a nobody that creates flowers, rainbows, and snow with a smile and a handful of work, passion, and love. I would rather be a body, if my heart is in need of color. I could rather choose. I would just gaze into the sky, and let it all invade my soul, into the freedom I can only live in my most lovely dreams.
Is it better to be a nobody, than a body that changes things without understanding the consequences of his actions? Why? We change reality every day through what may seem insignificant acts. Are we prepared to take the responsibility of those? It doesn’t matter, prepared or not life goes on bringing home those consequences. Life is a ride in which you may think you are a nobody or a body. It doesn’t matter. You can’t be a nobody. You are somebody, so special you may not realize it because you don’t have a love ‘mirror’ near.