rndm 1 // the, great great show.
I'm waving to the world.
I know, I shouldn't be running to the people of these place,
that's why I'm writing this.
Hello, to the so called Deity of this place, your children are not happy anymore.
I tried to be open, and understand that it is still offending for someone to go full 360.
From what?
I don't know maybe, from the cumulative
Expectation, standard?
Exhaustion, trends?
You name it. I'm on the last place.
Wait, this is not a race. I've said it.
I welcome you to The Great Expectation featuring the animals of this planet.
We, the great spectator will be offended by reasonable outcome.
And being logical, is equal to being hypocrite.
The great great alien show.
We are breathing the same polluted air Some just have trees for fresh air,
I have problems to breathe.
Some have nothing.
Am I allowed to complain?
I mean I have the rights, right?
How does this world set their prospect when they have different minds.
They even expect the dog to go bark to unknown, and fetch a ball for fun.
It is like their hobby to set things at default, so they know who to blame to order-less.
A night of silence is for the quiet ones, some are just too loud that other can't even speak.
Women of different generation, expect my era to shut up and be the sweet girls that they're once was.
This era is so loud that everyone is canceling someone.
Opinions weigh more than facts.
Even silence is problem.
I really like to take thing smooth and slow, but this fast pacing society is not up for slow motion.
This world is not for a cool butterfly who is taking time for their wings to spread.
Not even for a flower, that blooms in the right time.
It felt like these days right time is gone.
When I was a kid, go with the flow is people's thing.
But now it felt like
Power is weakness
Expectation is absurd
Compliance is no choice.
