pareidolia

So seeing faces in nonsense is a fault of the human condition.
One I have long been guilty of.
I have long asked for you to identify the fish in the chipping paint on the wall or the face in the fold of the tissue I hold.
These are things I mark time by.
Things no one else will notice.
I hope they have lives of their own.
I hope that they have karma and things to believe in.
They are just as real as you or I.
I believe in them.
I believe in alternate universes.
I believe every choice changes the world.
If only I believed I was as powerful.
If only I believed I could build something.
If only there were someone else who saw the smiley face on my chimney.
I believe in ghosts but I don't believe in God.
I don't think there is anything else for us.
we are all we are.
we have built all there is.
And my bathroom floor says FIN.
is my life over or just beginning?
The three that ended our friendship.
because I believed it meant the end.
Because I believed it meant all there was.
but if he's pretty it isn't rape
and I wish the best for you.
and I wish the best for you.