Where have all the sparrows gone

All was silent before the appointed hour
then there came a faint hint of light
the light engulfed everything living and dead
and then the sun rose like a yellow orb
but it was all silent still
except for the music playing,
from the ruin of a temple
Tried as hard as I could
but couldn't hear a single chirp

where had all the sparrows gone.

Cannot sleep anymore
just toss around in an unmade bed
waiting for the dawn again
the darkest hour is about to pass
and now I see the light again
soon I can feel he golden sunlight
It is becoming hot again
but all is silent still
except for the far sound of a dying engine
can't hear the chirping still

Where have all the sparrows gone.



--
I am one hell of a guy, I can do anything I want, only I just don't have the
faintest idea what.

- Zaphod Beeblebrox, in The Hitch Hiker's Guide To The Galaxy

the problem I have

There is nothing much to do so I am doing what i like to do the most.
I am contemplating.
I think of all the time that I have spent so far in my life, doing
nothing worthwhile. It is not because I don't want to work, but
because I don't see any meaning in it. It is as if I am trying to go
against the nature or god or something, if I want to achieve
something.
We as Humans have been designed to do what any life form with a short
life span won't do. We as humans try to downplay the fact that we are
very fragile, the ecosystem that we dwell in is very fragile. One very
small catastrophe on a galactic scale can wipe us out of extinction,
and instead of strengthening ourselves and ensuring that human beings
leave there mark on the Universe, we are too busy figuring out the
hierarchy in which humans should fit on earth.

And I don't see myself making any difference in the way we are, no
matter how hard I try. So I essentially give up and don't want to do
anything.


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There are things known and things unknown
And in between lie the DOORS