Experimentations In Daily Life

I choose to become smaller.

Because it’s easy.

Because there is a fear of doing the opposite:

  Becoming bigger.

 Would any efforts actually lead to anything?
Would I succeed?

I am already small.

  Nobody that doesn’t know me has to be aware of my existence.

I exist
      only to..

            Only for

Me.

Myself.

And you.

Would you notice if I changed?

    Do you see me as I shrink…

(Is it any different!)

To eventually.. disappear.

There is effort in doing the opposite.

   More is required.

More for more.

   Less…
for

   less.

The air that I breath
The space that I take
The marks I make

Will they stay?
Will they fade?

Small.

As they are.

I felt this assignment was meant to be depicted in poetry, and illustrated (since it cannot be done ‘live’) through art.  I believe that a lot of people can relate to “becoming smaller” in a deeper sense than an experimental experience in trying to occupy less space (in a more literal manner).
There certainly are days in our lives where we feel like we significantly occupy less space; the fact of the matter being that we do. In comparison, by degrees, to a school, a city, a country, the world, a galaxy, the universe. Aspects of our reality that often take for granted or simply tend to ignore.

We are important because of the ways in which we influence people. We are important because we are so to people.
In trying to become smaller, you may feel people notice you less, there is not as much conversation, yet the noticing is still there, the talk still exists, no matter how much someone tries to lessen it. Thus, this is proof too that regardless of how small one may try to become, or how small they may already feel, we still exist.