A sunset photo, taken from the car. It brought back this one thought: Maybe all our thoughts find their place after all. All those questions we face. The big ones, the small ones. The why's and the how's. That the sky sends each one of those little thoughts on to a star. One person. One star. All those stars, bearing each person's thoughts. The brighter our thoughts, the more they sparkle with that light. The darker our thoughts, the more those stars reflect that darkness.
Perhaps, imagine then, the world we would have if all the people thought of beauty than ugliness more, of creation rather than mirages, of hope rather than an abyss of despair - knowing that each of these thoughts would decide if their star would shine brighter. Each light to its own.
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