A million stars adored the sky that night, lying on the green grass, she stared at the moon and she asked, "Is this why the world is so beautiful?"
The man in the black tshirt, playing the game of beats, dropping it, throwing it above, trying to drown everyone around, with what? Just joystick, and maybe the head that wasn't in the conscious anymore. The green light would dance with those beats and spread like a wild fire spreads in a jungle. The water couldn't stop glowing, it looked as though it smiled, those crazy humans were craving for some more, and the water was there, lying, calm, in its own world, untill some splashed it to stay with the beat.
Trees talk. They didn't lie. Trees really talk. They tell you how insanely crazy nature is. It drives you, literally. It keeps you grounded. It lifts you up and throws you right at the bottom without even hurting you.
The energy in the air is just a mind-game, you try to control your mind, your energy gives up. Energy is rather adventouros, it wants you to let it be, it wants you to explore, it wants you to never stop, energy is addictive, it will drive you nuts, yet you won't stop smiling. It's a simple mind-game.
"Your hands and legs want to move,let them move, do not control the energy, let those trees talk to you, let the music drown you, let that joystick give you a nightmare, let that water calm you down with a splash", she told her.
Walk on those dried leaves, go hug someone, put your hands in the air and let loose, try, just try sticking your ear to the speaker, maybe maybe, you will find all your answers, maybe you will believe in magic, because magic my friend is the only reality, everything else is an illusion.
And so the girl answered her own question,"This is why the world is so beautiful, yes, it is."
