Imagine a vast desert
endless in all directions
nothing but sand
and people.
These people don’t need
water or food
and they’re all going
about their business
on the endless sands.
Some are fighting
some are loving
some are running
some are cooking eggs
some are building things
some are knocking things down.

I see myself here
among and amidst the people
and there is this small box
right in front of me.
It’s my box.
I don’t have anything else.

And it appears I think
the box contains my answers
because I’m struggling to open it
with such determination
that I’m not aware of anything else.

If I could just get this box open
everything would be ok.
I could change the world
if I could get this box open.
And I do.
I pry it open with bloody fingers
and see it’s empty
except for a piece of paper.

It’s an envelope
and on it is written
The Answer.

-Zoom out-

People are everywhere on the sand
running,sitting,crying,laughing,hugging,killing,eating,shitting,lying,creating
I am there
amidst
looking down at something
as the chaos and order rage about me
everything imaginable is happening
and there is no end to it.

I am looking down.

-Zoom in-

The envelope is open
I pull out what is inside.
It’s another envelope.
On it is written
The Answer.