Looking into the mirror and seeing a stranger, I start to wonder who it is and how it got on the outside of my mind and just laid it self all out in human form.  I know this person, for the most part. He isn’t a complete stranger, I have seen him in passing and stranger still , naked, wet and making funny faces while getting foam off his face with a razor. The mind and body can be in perfect harmony and at war all at the same time.  The surrounding world, outside the mind and naked body is chaos’s forgone conclusions. Think of all the sand pebbles on all the beaches in all the world, now take them one by one and examine each one, one at a time and you have four. I think about all the lifeless bodies of water humans surround themselves with and think that someone is trying to tell a joke. We move our lifeless bodies made mostly of water at rapid speeds to nowhere to places to be forgotten. I often think of life as a piano, with each key being choices as we all try to play that perfect song with no rehearsal always giving our final performance improvising along the way.