Can the defendant Say Aye

Have you ever seen the rain?

Pitch

No matter how we turn the tide. We are the once responsible. The people that have a vote. A saying in what will happen and how it is going to. A friendly face can suddenly turn sour with the realisation. That you were not as close as they thought. You will be there, right? Do you believe me? Belief in what exactly.

What do we choose and show to stand for? How do we defend these morals, our morals? That we are being taught and continually made aware by our surroundings. And Showed off by the people we look up to. Is there a defining factor for good behaviour? An appropriate way to be?

A closer look at this and it seems quite quickly that these inventions dissolve the minute we turn away, just for a few seconds. The 21st-century breakdown is defined by face recognition and a seeping in of the distrust of our fellow citizens. It is as if we are the problem. For the existing problem. Friendship is not defined by a handshake. But by trust and honesty a quality the people seem to lack.

Maybe more then before but I am not sure. It could be less than but then we would see progress in the climax. We would see a burst in the family bubble because with social media we have all these eyes turned on to us. But are they really there for us or are they just enjoying the show? As we start to reveal more and more of our daily lives and habits. In a way, it is a control switch because if you’re plugged in your no one’s friend but if you do jump from the same bridge your suddenly a public figure. For as far as those travels go. There are too many factors which were busy figuring out what the other person means. Body gestures the way we move. It’s all a little paradox of words. Not deeds.

In the courtroom were much more concerned with just alienating the problem. Were talking about it. Imagine, saying that in the crises we have survived our endless talking would cause chaos unheard of before. The times are changed and switched in a way that we’re afraid to speak up, afraid to express what we have to bring to the table. If that would have been the case years ago we would have not been this spoiled with the type of freedom we enjoy now.

Because crisis creates chaos not just in the masses but with people. In the metropolitans we live in now it would disrupt the “normal” everyday chemistry we are adjusted too. It would be a hard reset. Nobody wants. Friendly faces will turn evil in seconds. Cause they are hanging a very thin thread: imagination. A figment just made for the occasion. We aren’t made for the couture. We are made couture for the fashion culture. That tells us that friends represent colours and so we should follow the colours.

Find faith find grace and you will be saved. A fairy tale ready to be played, betrayed and fermented by the paper machine. Our character is in need of judgement just as I judge my relief.

Originally published at http://pitchblacktheview.wordpress.com on March 5, 2020.