Snowflakes are small, crystalized substances that fall to the earth and cover the ground with soft snow. As they fall, and they lightly touch your warm check before they finally melt away is almostlike a caress of death. It is said that each one is different, though alike in the same way. Each design is alive in it's own way, but we never see it. They are too small to see individualy.

Scientists say that in the sky, there are billions, no, tons of billions, of these little flakes live, and we see their homes as clouds. White, fluffy clouds that can take shape in any form our imagination can come up with.

But what if, each time they had a war, it rained? Their soft, lazy clouds turn deep black in seconds, and thunder is their battle cry, and lightning is when their swords clash creating a spark. That sounds like the gods are fighting. For what reason? Who kows? There are several reasons of war, though few make any sence at all. And they die, they melt. And so comes the peircing rain that can feel like needles going into your flesh.

Now it's time to stop and think. Who, really does that sound like? Does it really seem like the Gods are fighting, or is it much worse than that? What if, each raindrop that falls and touches you, sending shivers down your spine from the deathly cold water, represents a human that had died in the past, and is dieing in our time now? We have war, sometimes for no reason. We kill, and when we die, we disinagrate, as the snowflakes melt.

Are we so different from a snowflake? Each one is different in it's own way. Each one is cold, and some just heartless. Are we anything different from a snowflake? We like to think so, but are we really? Cold, ruthless humanbeings that take over everything in it's path. We promise love, peace, and prosperity...but only had over destrution. Heat is in our blood while cold is in our hearts and soul. Are we much different from a small, insignifigant thing that only comes once a year?

Questions will never be solved until we start to look at them seriously.

Snow and Rain...Humans and death...
Will it ever end?