We stare at walls. We are mesmerized by our screen that sucks the living death from our true souls. We drink the water from our rusty pipes. We sit there contemplating why we have no money and why the hell life is not easier for some.
True death comes from our fingers and pores that radiate dead energy that has overcome us. When was the last time you just sat there and thought pure happy thoughts? When was the last time you realized you create what is in front of you?
