You've drowned yourself in your own pool of egos. Look at the light bulb and vigil the everyday passing. A used sentinel. Converted in a Cipher. The drugs isn’t always the answers. But today, they are. You can cradle till the end of our flat. otiose world and you’ll still never find yourself. You’re life is lived in the eyes of the people. In the eye of the beholder is dead. Just like your dreams and wishes. Phlegmatically. The everyday passing of your life is played in front of you euphemistically. When Your Wishes Come True, All Your Dreams Will Be Destroyed