No one wants to discuss the darkness this world has to offer, those situations
making people scream inside, and when they try to express themselves, no
words come out.
They are too struck down with fear and maybe contempt for themselves, after a
lifetime of an unfitting lifestyle left to the devices of other men and
women in power, what are they, as little people not in height but in all
ways, supposed to really do.
From the streets in Tokyo which I've never been but imagine such great people
and energy, there are other well-lit streets tourists forget about and want
to forget about.
Their own people ignore the contrasts of the poor imagination from the rich and
it is staggering how the men with tires tied to their upper legs where their
knees should be residing were probably not lost in any war, but he is to
blame, and it is only speculation.
This is a different country with similar customs but with enough difference for
good ex-pats still lump them together and think of them as sisters and
brothers.
Enough of us bare our lonely souls to each other, catching fireflies at night
because it is the only thing to do when you do not have a cityscape, and
those living in cities are caught up in the thrills of nightlife when money
is no object.
Pretending there is enough to last the whole month when reality says we do not,
and we do not care because we are only going to live once, and we stick to
our unsavory principles.
We are sick of not living the life we should've lived and fill our bodies with
contaminates and solvents because it is the only cheap option, but we keep
it hidden, suck it down quickly so there is less to sniff and smell by other
acute noses.
People will travel hundreds of miles to pray, thinking this will solve all the
problems of the world, and some dreams and wishes do come true, but the
majority do not feel any closer to the source, to the one, to the all-
powerful being.
Whatever this form might appear to be, in whatever country you happen to be
born or misplaced, but how high of a throne you sit that exists only in your
mind is up to you and how long you continue this illusion could have
consequence to others.
Capturing snippets of special occasions and plastering them on refrigerators
and freezers, not giving thought to which ones should go there and which
ones should go here, it's all in the same vicinity.
Getting them up there is half the battle let alone the willpower to leave your
comfortable bed and buy them when you could have ordered them online.
This is not one of those ruthless consumer experiences, for you will not rely
solely on one method to keep the American economy churning, damn it, you
refuse because you have options.
From sea to lake to ocean and back to the shimmering sea, we dream of visiting
all these locations full of glitter and unicorns and yet we remain still and
stuck on the railroad tracks.
Before Christ was such a long time ago, and the cutthroat followers with their
devious plots seem to want to control the status and portray the common man
and woman as inferior to them.
The dinosaurs did not live forever and neither did the megalodons, sometimes it
is bad to be enormous and sometimes suffocation and scarcity of food is
enough to kill unwarranted.
No one can truly predict the future, not even the smartest and greatest of
predictors, and Nostradamus and Rasputin are long dead, and humans should
not be so gullible except for a few lost souls, will these wandering slivers
of darkness find light again.
This should not be answered here, it is not the right time nor the right place,
and most of us want to forget about the memories we gained, but they remain
in sight, never leaving because we are built to be different than the
others.
