My Writen Painted felt Authobiography ;)

Ingenuity

What is seen by the ones who can see when they actually see?
I’m at this park just staring at kids
Rainy day, wet playground, dirt and they couldn’t care less
Fun is the destination, so no obstacles blocking their way
Playing with any kid without asking names, caring about race, age or religion
Enjoyment of a simple water cracker ate slowly as if it were an indescribable block of seductive belgian chocolate meant to be savored slowly
Rain letting them be fresh and actually enjoying the sound of their mini wet shoes splashing actively in every puddle seen.
Wet slides even more slippery and no other sound heard but their sweet loud laughs
Ingenuity
Boredom not allowed neither born
We still have those kids inside of us
We are still humble, fun, free, joyful, smilie
We can go back whenever we crave going back to the basics, where expensive noisy toys ruled by batteries are not part of this magical physical world transit we get to experience once ( at least in this realm)……:)

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