Empire
Is so ironical.This world, is a place for many people to be in and interact; and at the same time, a place where most remain all detached from “real-life†while they are actually making it for a real every-day. After all, people live their lives bound by what they accept as correct and true: That's how they define reality.
It gives me a peculiar feeling to see how most people simply go with the flow, or move on because of it. Several thousand times I've proved it; people unable to ask for a place, people walking to far away open doors to save the effort of opening a new one or those who remain silent because they assume they are bad at getting back.
I can stand all of it, but it is miserable. It is miserable to see people wasting their chances and lives. It is heartbreaking to see how people don't notice how they kill themselves while driving an overrated phase which would not make them different from a fish, imprisoned in glass-jar what seems to be home; or a frog living in a well and that has never witnessed the grandeur of the seas.
And several thousand times I've tried to pull them from that horrible place, where the beauty of life has been reduced to sensationalism and boredom, where a casual life is shred within the surreal… And they fail themselves into delusion of skeptical illusion, blind by the shine of what living is. But if they want to subsist in that glass room, wrapped within the never ending reflection of its space and the relativity of it's never ending illusions, they can… But the meanings of correct and true are merely vague concepts; and their reality may all be a mirage…While listening to the steam whistle of the starry sky train, I’ll burn the city to show you the lights~
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