[ - DARKALITY - ]

A darkened face. That’s what you could see when you are walking lately on an empty street, where everyone does not walk. Slightly step by step, you don’t want to awake this man, looking after his socks, his head under his arms, down. It’s not what we actually see as the world, but it looks like an episode of veiled future.

It rings like a bell, when no one is looking at the future. Living daily as a basic people, household, children, work. No way, because there is something inside us that we haven’t heard for ages. It isn’t normal to live as a geezer, even if people have tried to pull forward some ideas that the world need to be changed, that the world will suffer against those economics theories. If nothing is held for money, that would be for sure for a sexual connotation. Is there only those two categories in the world to make it as good as our opinion of life ?

What’s next ? If we knew… It will be too easy. We should begin to wonder how we could make our life bright. We must find what is our best ideals, our best wishes to be as strong as our strength inside. Because we should seek deep inside, we must write what we have find. Above all, it’s cyclical, but instead of twiddling thumbs it happens that one day mind wakes up. And it’s the moment to go.

Our world is actually at the beginning of a new era of economic domination. It’s evident, since people who leads those big companies have increase the way to earn so much money that a gap is digging between rich and poor people. We have wealthy people in one hand, and desperate one in another hand. There is no way to fill in this gap forever, because of the situation of critical nations. The worst is that we all know that there are many people suffering from famine, civil wars, diseases… But we don’t know really what we could do to help us survive. That’s a fact, and everyone knows this fact.

Like global warning. Like the constant changes of the weather. Like corruption, weapons traffic or discrimination. Some would love to blacklist those subjects. Some would love to make their possible. Right here, right now, there are birth, death or murder. The future is veiled with a black and wide question of how could we get rid of this critical situation ?

So we are walking on this surrealist street, with no one to keep us living without answering those questions. Like those circles appearing on the water’ surface thanks to some pebbles. When we are staring at the stars in a summer night, we feel the same thing as everyone : are we strong enough to face the world’s odds ?

There are many changes. Almost governed by money. But I still keep that idea that we all have inside of us something good to bring back this feeling of happiness that our ancestors share one day. It’s not just about how we could live well, but how we could keep a degree of decent life, as a positive situation, something hedonist. Smiling, laughing, sharing some interest. Spread love all around the world.

I do not love this world where features lack of jobs, lack of wisdom, and lack of purity. Everyone should try to find the best of us for giving life a sense, for fighting against things which highlights hatred, anger and pain. That is too hard nowadays to explain for those who do not believe in themselves. Too hard again to find those who master this level of simplicity, and yet it exists.

Inside this quiet street, the man stands up, his face always darkened by his hooded sweat. Standing as one of those leading boss who elevate their company thanks to hard goals. As the captain of a big ship who is leaving a harbor. Gently, he begins to walk, as the night begins to fall…