I never chose Dare in Truth or Dare, so I can’t promise I’m rising to Alan Levine’s dare, but here’s a cloud. Literalism doesn’t suit me today, so instead I present my cloud as an image of the ephemeral. It has no real solidity (I even had to mess with contrast and sharpness for it to show well on screen). You cannot build your castles or dreams upon it, and soon it won’t exist at all. All things pass away. A philosophical cloud, it is unreliable and defiantly transient.
Cool. I actually see a flying monkey.