Tears constantly run my cheek.
The pain unbearable.
Thoughts lost to the repetitions of deeply collecting masses.
Darker and darker, less and less of myself remains.
Only a dark pool of nothingness out of control.

Indiscernible from the background, I go missing.
Unnoticed, and only by chance a beautiful passing fuel gets consumed in a blink.
In that brief moment, I feel the light and bask in all the memories and feelings each particle brings.
Lost from myself, drowned in emotion, then worse....it is gone.

Grief is what I'm left with as I try to recall what any of it ever felt like.
Panicked, I look left and right, up and down.
Surrounded by infinite solutions too far for any true rescue.

Frustrated and desperate.
Breath.  Tear. Collapse.

My only recourse is to wait again for some random fuel to add to this collecting mass of untouchable thoughts,
way too pressed to parse.

Starved, and nothing will ever be enough.

Alone, dark, alone, and in the dark.
Never understood and left with a craving for a stimulus I know I will never be able to hold.

Tears constantly run my cheek as I exist, pretending to shine brightly instead of the black hole I know I am.

If the people of the world had a choice between a world of peace or a fractured world at war, which would they choose?  I think the fractured world at war.  I think people are not happy unless they can step on someone else.  I think unless people can compare their worth against another, their self importance can not be measure so tools must be created to see to inequalities and individual achievements honored above all.  I think you like to horde and make the concept of sharing illegal.  You would rather force the children of earth to compete to the death then ensure all survival.  You are selfish people, pretty much evil and the hell which has plague your earth for this species lifetime.  If you were wise like ants, your cooperation would create daily miracles.  If you were good, then your world of peace would already exist.  The fact that it does not demonstrates how unpeaceful you each actually are.  Your majority forces humanity to evolve through strife rather than nurturing.  You do not know how to be gentle and the mindless beasts you are shows.  Whether or  not you realize it, you have made your choice and this fractured world at war is your home.

The bar to which we measure ourselves is sitting on the floor.  We are fools, we are mindless, we have no clue to which we could be.  The fact that we still believe in survival of the fittest, allow a minority to rein as kings and a majority in poverty, demonstrates our insanity.  The fact that we still believe in forcing labor, making a being work for their food is a crime.  The fact that we still align ourselves like we are different beings and war over an earth we all share is obvious to why a world of peace fails to exist.  We are not peaceful, and that bar on the floor may have something to do with it.

Holidays are a distraction.  A carefully inserted enjoyable event on a repeating calendar to prevent you from noticing the rhythm which has been imposed upon you.  The routine to which you have been programmed to gleefully follow.  Every event, added together, prevent you from existing in normal space time.  You yourself have never flowed naturally in this existence, the decay rate of a foreign atom and the delusions of beings of the past has stolen something you don't even realize you've lost....the present.

How can I have peace in my heart when I know I am not peaceful?  To know that I horde, extort, prostitute myself instead of give and share.  I am part of this cause.  I take no responsibility.  I follow a majority, and our result is hell on earth; instead of heaven our cooperation can bring, I enforce a survival of only the fittest, the most cunning, the most cruelest, the most ungenerous.  I make sure equality doesn't exist.  This calendar which I blindly repeat, dictates my routine I have no choice but to gravitate.  I am evil and stupid and trapped.  If somehow I would come to be surrounded by the peaceful, a world of peace would exist.  If somehow I would come to be surround by the peaceful whom gave and shared, all would be well equally for all. If somehow I would come to be surround by the peaceful, heaven would just be normality which all naturally followed.  Unfortunately that kin have no relation to the kin which share this planet.  Our souls have long been lost.  I am lost.

it is silly to to simply capture sunlight, it must be harvested for it saturates everything everywhere. This most abundant resource is the key to all freedom.

The fly lands on the inside of the car's window.  It is rolled down and it flies out.  To the fly, it somehow was impeded by an invisible barrier, then by will of god given free passage back to the known universe.