societry

We got Hope syndrome! One Hope for 1.00 dollar. Buy three Hopes for 75 cents! More is less.

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.

Every

 Every moment that slaps one's conscious existence, could be a halting point or a jolting spring.

Each second, one can become the next sensational mass murdered or the insignificant peace embracer. Each instant is a life taker or a life giver and both coexist peacefully within the mundane human being.

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