Lets view life like a box of crayons for a moment, adding all those colors to the world. Sometimes more sometimes less, but always present.
my thought is: aren’t we all victims of the colors, since they seem to dye our minds, feelings and behavior?
aren’t we unconsciously taking our hue and the color of our fellow men around us?
flushing causing red, laughing-tears causing blue, illness causing white – I can be immense satisfied watching this color parade.
Besides, there are people who don’t respond to colors equivalently as others. They are just grey straight through, or is it only what I think I see? These I tend to pass every now and then, all strenuous trying to put together their reasons and roots.
I seek to see the tone around, adding suspense to my mind.
the sunset remains to be my favorit color though, meanwhile the rainbow stands as the second best.
whats on your palette?