Do you know of the very moment when the world crumbles in the palm of your hand? I don't think much of it when, in periods, it happens to myself. Watching it in others, however, is fascinating. When my soul is flying high above the ground. You know it happens. You can sense the very bane of their misery, at least sympathetically if not empathically. Fascinating to watch somebody's world fall down right beside you. I know it's true but I happen to be hiding it well. They cannot. Pick yourself up. Kick yourself back down. If you don't then I will. So fascinating to witness the very epitome of darkness filling the void inside somebody's head. The absurdism of human nature playing like a physical slideshow before your very eyes. It's beautiful. Like the play I never got to write. The movie I never got to film. That's poetry right there. Don't tell anybody else or you'll be presumed "sick". Don't tell anybody anything. Smile, sit back and acknowledge the insanity.