Now you all travel in shells, one per a shell because you can't trust anyone. Belching thick, black smoke, too far and too shielded to be seen or recognised as human so you treat each other as aliens while those who can't afford shells stand in a mechanical tide, washing in and out in time to red and green lights.Beggars on a black beach.
Look what you've done to my air.
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why is it "my" air?
while the author is describing a society that is distancing themselves from one another, he seems to be distancing himself from them too...
it's a quote, anonymous. We are all watching as we kill each others' air. We all own a part of it and have a responsibility to a part of it.
And as we go through life, in robot like fashion...remember the importance of looking each other in the eye, with compassion. For the souls we pity, are just reflections of ourselves. And our acts of fear are aimed just as much at our friends, as our enemies.
The air thick with ignorance, blame, and guilt. Step out of your pod, the place you think is safe...it's the only way to clear the atmosphere of this toxic cloud.
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Sorry, I walk on the beach. Come join me?
Wow, I love the way your blog is done. It is so simplistic, dramatic and beautiful in one! Wow!
Lea White
http://whitesinnz.blogspot.com
I cannot stand the look in your eyes when you look at me, for the shortest second. shortest breath. So leave and tape your mouth shut, glue your lashes together and smile with your teeth hanging out.
look what YOU've done to my air
look what
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