Set apart from the rest of time

There is a world where people can no longer do things themselves. They rely on others as others rely on them. It is a world of union.

She looked at him
His eyes did the talking
They said:
I don't want to die, not tonight, not tomorrow. I want to stay here

My body is falling asleep. And as it does I wonder. How does the pain of one person compare to the suffering of the world. The answer is what we've known all along. Pain is universal, as are all other emotions. Everyone feels them, everyone knows them. So when one person feels pain, the world feels it as well. Maybe that's why I don't feel complete, because there is so much wrong with the world. I feel its pain, as my own.


How long can the suffering go on?
How long can we stand by?
It is the indifference of good men that creates evil.
If we stand by while the world around us consumes itself in hatred and rot, then we have only ourselves to blame for not making the world beautiful again. Everyone brings something to the table. It's time to accept that, to make it a reality. We have a purpose.




Silently I watch the world burn. Its flames are fueled by the chaos and strife that engulf our everyday life. It's because of these things. These things that I do not rest easy. No one should. For as long as the world keeps burning, no one shall sleep peacefully.