The three circles

Have you guys noticed the three colorful big(ger) circles above my posts? I somehow was staring at them for 15 or more minutes... I don't know why but I find it absolutely interesting and comforting to talk to those 3 little circles in my mind. Maybe I am a circle instead of a human. Maybe I am of the Red clan, maybe Blue mafia, or Green army? Don't know. Or maybe I am actually some early ancestors of those three bigger and the numerous circlets(!) on this page. That's why I understand what they are talking, or why some of them are bumping into each other- you know, those sudden yet smooth and half-elastic collisions... Like, it is actually comfortable to watch them bump into each other then hop apart and giggle like little children.

Sometimes I wonder if the stars are going to take me back. Or maybe the moon is going to bring me back to her arms like the little boy sittig in the moon's cradle in the logo of Dreamworks. Maybe I don't belong to their world either.

Where then?

Night after night I wake up shaking cos my world is breaking.

My world? Which one? Their world you mean? What if leaf-cutter ants are added genes of maple leaves. Will they keep on cutting each other up? How can Pinocchio take a shower actually? Wouldnt he start rotting and stink? I have heard that in some places the post offices actually DO reply to letters addressed to Santa. Maybe I should write one to Santa, because I have been a good boy. Coins and notes are scattered on my desk. Why Loonies and Toonies? Why aren't more of them names? Moonies and Noonies? Roonies? Rooney? Nah. Nobody wants his holligan face on the coin. But really. Do coins feel happy or sad when they are picked out of the wallet? Would they be unhappy because their owner is gonna give them away, or would they be delighted because finally they are useful? Does it hurt when they land into that box of coins in the Coca-Cola machine? Will they feel scared staying in the box for the whole bloody week? Coins are interesting. Let's think about coins. Coins are usually round also. Circles. Are coins racists? Do US dollar coins hate Euro coins? How about Finnish marks in the old days? Do they talk at all? Euro is like Hitler's Großdeutschland... Well it might be a bit of exaggeration actually. Euro isn't anything that bad I guess. So do Norwegian Kroner understand Danish Kroner? Oh, how about Nynorsk and Bokmål? Do 2 dollar coins hate 1 dollar coins, just because their value's different, or just because they look different? Do pennies get bullied just because they are so tiny and helpless?

What else is a circle. Time. Clocks are made round usually. It's a concept of cycle. Well it's like a circle. What can I talk about... Nah. I'd rather not. I don't have that much energy to bullshit a sensible passage about time at the moment, nor have I the passion.

Right. As I promised in the last post- this one sounds a bit more intellegent right?
Those are really my thoughts, I promise, and I didn't just make them up because of this post. I was actually daydreaming those stuff.