The Sun is sending away zillions of light particles to mask the truth with gleaming collisions. People are excited by the illusions those light particles created.
They keep feeding on the fantasy that the feasts will go on. Foams are dancing in the golden champagne, glasses are clinked, blushed cheeks are becoming hot, teeth are seen through cracked lips, breaths tinted with gastric acid is everywhere, and I can feel their aroused spirit.
But, after all those sparkling moments are gone, now they face me and they vaguely realize their frustration. Life is nothing but being alive. The Sun was again successful to lure people to thrive another day under the false belief. That their existence has a meaning.
Yes, it may be right only if they can create their own. But most people find their own in a way of reproduction, which makes only their disease perpetuating.
Today, the Sun was again successful to make me suffer from migraine. Yes, it was painful but I did not choose to become the hypnotizer's slave. Rather I welcomed every attack of those light particles. A truth is painful to hold.
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