Starring at the grew skies, as the clouds moves firmly attached to each other.
Starring at Date trees as they standstill, bouncing and talking to each other who in other words are being separated by fate.
Starring at the unappreciated street lights, as they hang there so lonely on the poles
Starring at passersby as they un attentively drives through the tarmac road, as if it was another planet within another planet.
Holding my undesired cup of tea while so lonely and a pity to the passersby.
For once I tried to think, I was trying to think what really life could be, skies above the earth, humans so superior to each other, cruelty and wickedness everywhere, the nature of life and death, destinies and lucks, the desires to live and the desires to die.
Indeed another live is taken while another is given it.
Starring at the far away stars as they shine brightly, stranded in my own thoughts of imagination, my hallucinations lifting me higher above the ground.
Befuddled in the complex of my own existence, as one born of mortal.
For once I tried to think, I was thinking why man of all creatures desired the best in life,
Why man of all creatures sounds superior to his fellow man,
Why man of all creatures is locked in his own thoughts
Why man of all creature is incapable to find kindness as the greatest Wisdom of all time
Why has man made the world not a better place to inhabit
Why man has buried humanity under his seat, that it is not found when needed,
In thinking of humanity being hidden under my seat, there I have given it a stand, trying to wander around, wandering for humanity.
Woe to the day that humanity was hidden,
Woe to the seat that accepted to hide humanity
Woe to every heart that is cruel and unaffable.
Indeed I can see days coming where humanity will be discovered, I see the day where the seat will vomit humanity, I see the day where humanity is born again

•A survivor of the idiocracy•