as i walk through the desert and look at nothing but construtions and workers and machineries my eyes gazed upon the lizard. he was staring right at me as if wanting to say something, so i approach it unlike any other lizards i have seen before this one was big and almost resembled a minature version of a chameleon. i could see that the purpose of his existance had come to a halt, as there was no food around the creature, not that i know what it eats but what possibly can this creature survive on, what provoked me the most was that this lizard stood its ground as i approached it, why?
was it that my auro seemed to give it some sense of peace between us or was it just waiting to be killed. i noticed how it did not look to healthy, its bone structure clearly visible on his skin as if to be the outer layer of his skin i could count the number of bones it had but what would be the siginificance to do so. as i stood there observing the little life form i reached out my hand to make contact or if it would except some sort of comforting, not an inch it moved.
i really started to believe i had some sort of connection with this creature when i finally made contact it didnt move a bit when i realized it stopped breathing. yes it was a dead lizard. so i sat next to it lit up a joint, and thought to myself its for the best for this creature had nothing around it, not even decomposers not even the desert sand to recycle of its corpse as the natural order of life has been disruted by the nusance around it. i could lay there forever and ponder ever so much about the infinite possibilities to what happened to the lizard or where it went, it would always be more significant then joining the rest in our journey to disrupt nature from letting me think thoughts of paradox.