Why must we feel special. Or more to the point, why must I <<<that’s capitalized
feel special? Looking out there, there is no discernible special thing. Yet all the attention is focused here in this particular person. Maybe concentrating on one point for long enough creates some type of an energy that can be useful. I don’t know. I just know that it gets tiresome and boring after awhile. Especially mixed in with all of one’s duties and whatnot. We seek the spark but it’s so dim we forget it easily nowadays. We are like a drunken bug trying to head to the zapper but bamboozled by the moon’s reflection in the tide. We drown instead of explode.