The world is upside down the good things around the lie the loop wraps everything few are successful.
People compete they do not know the race is towards hell
The award? suffering and eternal ignorance.
Do not you realize?
Things go wrong and nobody contributes
the boat is sinking they keep pouring water they are inside they are they do not know it sinks faster
reproach the one next to
"What are you doing to prevent this from happening?"
bizarre contradiction
This is crazy!
ideas loom they only see empty brains few solutions scarce wills
A vacant lot, a desert.
I listen to the silence, Will I be crazy?
No, silence says much more than the whole word in society Dead word.
Is society a somnolent?
I think so
We are asleep We multiply the dead and empty word that whispers in our ears "Everything you will have, everything you will have".
What to do?
What is everything?
Everything is energy, everything is perspective, everything is illusion
The drought of ideas is killing us
Nobody wants to rain ideas
The wound of indifference is bleeding us.
Nobody wants to suture the wound
creative process