There is a storm coming.
Closer.
A storm that eats the heart out of people.
Or empathy.
It keeps eating and eating.
Until the only one left, is ego.
And now, nothing can stop that storm.
It is closer than anything else.
Some people think they are better than everybody else. It is like how most parents said that attending science class is better than social class in high school. It is like how some people are full of themselves on getting to Oil & Gas company while other get a job in banking. It is like how some people are proud to answer a name of government’s company when some relatives asked where you work. It is like how piss some people are when there is other person who prefers K-Pop than indie music. It is like how most of us always think.
It is not entirely wrong since maybe that is how people appreciate things. But that is when it’s entirely wrong because that is not how other people appreciate things. We are nothing than a dust in the universe. Take all the ornaments and you’re no different than any other.
People are made from different kind of formula, they are not a mold that gives the same result in the same situation. Even mold cracks. People are people, the most treasured things on humanity is our differences. It is a pity that we degraded our value by how many likes we get or how much attention we received by others. It is a pity that we compared our success and our failure with others. It is a pity that we think that our value are better than any other people. While the truth is, nothing stays with you when you’re dead. And there is already a judgement waiting you ahead.
