Idk Why I Wrote All This - Blog Posts

This gif brings me unexplainable entertainment. Why is it so smooth? Why is it so clean? I don't even want to eat the sandwich. I just enjoy the act of being a peaceful observer to it's revolution reverie.

The way it spins is mesmerizing. Enchanting. Beautiful. I envy the sandwich and it's ignorant bliss. It doesn't know the pain of existence. Only the joy of the spin.

It's movements are artistic in a sense more like the art of nature itself- something unintentionally gorgeous. The sandwich is unaware of it's beauty, like a forest clearing in a perfect summer's day. It simply exists because that is all it knows, it spins not for a purpose, but simply because. It spins, like the earth around it's beloved star, unaware of it's greater meaning in the universe; if it even has one.

Not because it must, Not to say something, not because spinning is important to it, or to anyone perhaps.

But because the spin, the turn, the swirl- is all it knows, and all it needs to.

Magical.