She asked herself,
Why am I sitting in this office behind this glowing screen?
Why are humans so obedient?
Willing to accept the monotony of it all.
The restrictions on their movements, their autonomy, and the expressions of who they are.
Is it for gold, the silver, the green paper?
Then she thought…
Nobody knows why we are, why we exist.
Why does this not drive everyone to rebel against the monotony and suffocation. To explore alternative ways to spend their time on this earth.
Are we conditioned to be fearful of alternative paths?
To be agreeable and passive,
To deny that inner voice,
The one that is telling us,
Telling us that there is more.