User blog:Kat2wind2archer/White Line

Today, we painted on a white paper in class.

People always told me, that the paper is out life, while the paint our future; we create it- it's us who paint it. We are ment to follow the lines of paint.

But I realized, I only had white paint; so how am I to follow my lines if I don't see them, how am I to see the patterns I wish to be upon the paper?

People say that every question has an answer, and theres always a line of paint leading to it.

So tell me, how does a being, capable of doing everything and anything,

Create a rock, so heavy that they themselves can't lift it up?

Maybe the answer stands on a strand of white paint.