All mankind is an island.
Nantucket or otherwise.
And on that island there is no solitude.
Only thoughts and considerations and peace.
Animals oblivious to our troubles.
Interaction and joy.
Then instincts kick in.
Selfishness and envy motivated by fear.
Irrational delusional peacocks.
Showing it off.
And the disruption begins.
Just stare into each other's eyes.
The islands can be seen.
They are beautiful from the water.
The beaches are soft and untouched.
The jungles are wild.
She thinks the same as you.
All mankind is an island.
