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Where am I going and where have I been to?
I grow desperate and angry by the manipulation of my kind.
Commercialize yourselves. Repetition brings money.
I am Mrs Kunph Youzt and I didn’t grow up in this world.
It exploded right before my eyes.
I was blind until then.
Or are they?
And do my words matter? Do I play a part in all this?
Does what I think, what I say and what I do have a meaning?
Will my inner existence be erased simply like that?

I’m afraid.

Will I be lost in the nothingness of commercialism?
And will my meanings reach no one?
I scream so you can see how wrong this is!
“People are products”
My hands tremble in these thoughts
My eyes bleed.
I’m living and expecting to die in this ship of fools.
Is this really all there is?
Really?
A god help us if so.

I’m scared.