For rent.

What do you own?

Your thoughts?

Your mind?

Your hands?

Your body?

Your sight?

What do you truly own?

Nothing you do.

Your thoughts come and go as they please.

Your mind is hostage to your brain.

Your hands and body dissolve to dust the second you die.

Your sight well is temporary. Nothing you see last more than the instant it’s seen and then it’s gone.

What do you own?

Nothing you do. Everything you rent.

And that sometimes is on a very short lease.

Until the next ❤️ beat ~.~.~