The Pepperman Meets the Collector of Thoughts

MILLIONS OF WINDOWS AND MILLIONS OF DOORS. NONE OF THEM HAVE ANY CEILINGS OR FLOOR. I OPENED A DOOR TO WORLD UNKNOWN. A GENTLE VOICE SOFTLY WELCOMED ME HOME. AS A COLLECTOR OF THOUGHTS I CREATED SOME VIEWS. SOMETHING SPECIAL BETWEEN ME AND YOU. SOME ARE CLOSE MANY ARE FAR, BUT NEVER CLOSER OR WITHIN A YARD. I OPENED MY MOUTH TO SHARE A WORD. THEN I WAS SHOCKED WITH WHAT I HEARD. PLEASE I ASK DON'T INTRUDE. THAT IS CONSIDERED EXTREMELY TOO RUDE. I AM A LONER, YET I FEEL FREE, WHEN CREATURES AND BEINGS ARE SURROUNDING ME. IN THE MIX OF IT ALL. I FIND MANY A TREASURES. LIKE THE SMALL HUMMINGBIRD, WHO IS SIMPLY A PLEASURE. AS YOU CAN SEE, IT'S A BIRDS EYE VIEW, OF ALL OF US INCLUDING YOU. IT CREATES A BUZZ LIKE ELECTRICITY WE ARE ALL CONNECTED BUT INDEPENDENTLY. I THOUGHT TO MYSELF THIS IS BIZARRE. I OPENED A DOOR THAT WENT A LITTLE TOO FAR.