"I'm to continue all of these"
And there, before I've realized everything, the centerpiece of my mind then was a boy who's been living in a street since birth.
"I haven't eat my breakfast and lunch yet. Can you give me something to eat?" the poor boy asked.
"Oh dear god, what's happening in this world?" said the old lady. She gave the leftover pizza tot the boy.
"Where's your mother? Aren't she supporting you? To whom do you live?" she asked with annoyance.
"I have no mother, neither a father. I live alone all my life. Public authorities always catch me and I don't want to live in a charity. People there are bad. I want freedom." he said while eating the pizza hungrily.
"Oh boy, you can't live here. You can't have a life here. Better go back there. Authorities can support you. They can give you necessities."
"I know, but not my happiness."
BINABASA MO ANG
Delusion
FantasyWhat if everything we know isn't real? What if life isn't really real? How can you assure yourself that you're living in reality?
