When the guardians of the shrine ceased to exist, what was left and what did they leave?
What were they guarding? What happened when the lamp lost its light or was it snuffed out for something?
From rulers to slaves, kingdoms from generations after generation, wanted the light for the next population. But what has happened that the light was not the light they hoped to pass on anymore.
Where time slows down, the exchange took place, brought someone out for them to be replaced.
Killings and murders, what do we know about them? When they were in trouble, what caused them to double?
Scandals and bad reputations, picture perfect lives and innovation, what do we know about them?
We only believe what is shown by the media about what is what and who is who. But are we not part of the media?
Consumers, purely consumers, what did we do to not retaliate? What did they do to keep the script?
Love and hate, what is the thin line in between? Is it ignorance or innocence? What do we understand? How do we perceive things and learn?
Did you grow up laying on cribs or not having anything to sleep on? What did we have to pay for the bed we are sleeping on, for the food that we consume and for the words that we publicize?
We do not know anything.
We are just as ignorant as a child, brought to places and given some price or should I say prize.
Do we even know what this is all for?
Do we know anything at all?
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These Thoughts
Short StoryA compilation of what I have published. Published 08 March 2022 (Still continuously editing)
