illusion

In the morning when there is office, I see sparrows chirping at seven in the morning. Goofy sparrows like to be close to people. Domestic birds! Among them, a sparrow breaks through the vast glass walls and concrete heights to get inside. I can't find the entrance even though I look around a lot. Not all of them come, only one comes. I'm not sure if it's the same person every day, and there's probably no way to be sure, because the creator didn't give the birds different skin or hair color from man to man.

That sparrow flew from side to side throughout the morning. At first I thought he was stuck, but he never seems to be anxious to return. Maybe he's new to the neighborhood. Get to know the new neighbors beyond the wall. Or, it's like a new world to him. comes to recognize Migratory birds! He must have been called many names in the sparrow society. Books also come out.

Or who knows, he might be on the run. Wanting to get away from the illusion of familiar faces. We have created the illusion of concrete. While going out, he is repeatedly caught in the web of illusion.