humanity

As long as we, the humans, are buying hope or the idea of it, we are prone to let down our guard and chase endlessly the ideal on an artificial path, guided by the scent of a delusional reality. Like a schizophrenic, we are unable to distinguish between the imaginary, the existence of refuge, and the palpable, the survival through mundane.

Hope is the drug that every human being had overdosed on and is still growing in popularity. Hope, in any dose, transforms the ingurgitator into a gullible pursuant of one's own comfortability.  read more »