The Concept of Us

Before I would begin, this is just an expression from a humble reader, a son with no father, an observer...and a human being. Normal or not, it's really up to you to decide.

A life begins with darkness. Begins with silent. Cold or hot...depends on your place that your mother gave birth to you. In a hospital, a mini-van, or the elevator perhaps, its just your luck. However, we're all started our life in a same way. No one was ever fell down from space, or summoned by wizards or witch. Those things are myths or fictions that been told to us for some reasons. Some for the moral of it. Some for the excitement of it. And some to kill time of our growth.

Can you imagine a world with nothing but justice. Nobody steals, or kills, or even lie. So where is the excitement? Heh. Don't get me wrong. I just write the stuff, the words that the voices in my head kept saying to me. What would you think, if I said that I was diagnosed as schizophrenic? Would you believe me? Hell, are you listening?