I am a consumer.
I consume luster, and begonias.
I delight in butterflies, dandelions, waterslides.
I devour watercolours and diamond capped mountains.
I breathe in the air on the crests of waves.
I eat up nectarines dropping off branches.
I lick the sweat of lovers.
I let my eyes and brain decipher letters on paper into stories and lessons and I swallow them forever, they become a part of me.
I dive into oceans and wade with fish.
I will swim along with the sharks instead of harming them.
I bear witness to the horrors of life so I can avoid contributing to them.
I beautify myself with plants instead of buying potions to disguise the symptoms of faulty living.
I buy that which actually fills me up instead of that which is only a temporary bandage.
I notice the small things, I slow down, I focus my attention on things no one ever sees,
the miniscule, the lovely.
The consumption of life is so much better than the consumption of objects.