I write because I care. Bullshit. Its not that I don’t care, I just don’t care enough. I write because I want to make others feel the way I do. Miserable. Call me emo if you like. Its not that I don’t see the happy things happening in the world, it’s just that I don’t overlook the sad ones.
We see so much happening around us but we refuse to let it effect us. We remain happy and go on with our lives. We have become selfish.
Don’t mourn over the conditions but at least dwell a little upon them, being this immune is also not healthy. We don’t get sad, or depressed when we see someone suffering, hell we don’t even care if it happens to someone we care about anymore. We don’t get angry at how we are being treated any more because we have gotten used to it, and purchased generators. We adjust to the conditions coming our way but maybe its time we stand up against them. Continue reading “Human are we?”