I have so many random thoughts, but I am not very good at expressing all my thoughts, I think I will write a story to express my random thoughts instead
The story behind an art portrait
I was deep asleep at home when I suddenly heard a loud thud in the garbage bin, which awakened me. Curiosity kills the cat so I decided to come out of my house and take a look at it. And I realized it's an art portrait. When I looked at the art portrait, I saw a poet wandering through the forest. I feel this urge to befriend the poet inside the art portrait, so I decided to walk into the art portrait. When the poet saw me, he greeted me enthusiastically, "Hey!". And then suddenly, I heard the sound of waves, and the poet was nowhere to be found. Something tells me to look above me, so I lifted my head and looked up into the sky, and there I saw the poet floating in the middle of the galaxy. I waved at the poet, and looked into the eyes of the poet, and in those eyes, I saw a child. "Oh come back home!" I said. But the poet shook his head, "That isn't my home. Now this IS my home." And after saying this, he started disappearing into the galaxy. I decided that it's getting late and it's time to make my way home so I tried walking out of the art portrait, but to end up realizing that I was trapped inside the art portrait, so I ended up wandering through the forest while daydreaming about the galaxy and wishing that I am the poet.
I decided to make miracles happen, so I called out, "Oh, Genie of 3 wishes, where are you?!" But all I heard was silence.
Then suddenly, I saw a squirrel nearby me, and the squirrel said to me, "The string has been broken off from the kite. The only way to find the Genie of 3 wishes is to reattach the string to the kite."
"But where is the string and where is the kite?" I asked.
"It's a mystery that we hadn't been able to unlock for decades , " replied the squirrel.
So I ended up spending my entire lifetime walking through the forest, trying to solve this mystery.
Flowing through all, there is balance
There is no peace without a passion to create
There is no passion without peace to guide
Knowledge stagnates without the strength to act
Power blinds without the serenity to see
There is freedom in life
There is purpose in death
The Force is all things and I am the Force