I once saw a man who looked like a king. Then I realized that kings are always lonely. So that’s why there aren’t any kings. That’s why now nothing can be simple. Perhaps It was never simple. Perhaps the water of a lake is never still and it always rains. Maybe now everyone is happy enough to make their lives as sad as possible, because that is their real purpose. To undue the other side, no matter what the other is.
AND THIS IS WHAT THE KING SAID ONCE HE HAD LOST ALL HIS HOPE OF HIS PEOPLE. HE HAD CLOSED HIS HEART SO MUCH THAT EVEN WHEN HE TRIED TO UNDERSTAND, IT WAS ALWAYS WRONG.
Then a bird that sang. It made one understand ” I take all my troubles with a smile.” When the song ended the king understood that he too would end, he too would only disappear into a-history. He smiled and dance with his heart until he understood that you have to keep dancing.