Friday, 23 December 2016

A human material

Like begets like, money begets honey, life begets ...

By S.D. Sycther

Well, today even I have come down to the material segment to articulate something. Something which I am and none is concerned about. Yes, I am a material and none can deny the fact from me. It's my birthright to be a material and if somebody has any issues, one can read further.
I wake up in the morning, have some shit out and then sit in the bathroom to clean myself. Then I wake up to the world of fascination. Then I get late and run in a hurry to work for the boss. I run and run and go ahead to catch the last local, only to be late to reach the office. Then the boss screws me up and it has become a habit now.
Then I have to respect the person the whole day who has done enough of screwing things for me. He has insulted me a lot. I am a material who has emotions still has to behave as if one has no emotions at all. The whole day does only one thing, pretend, pretend and pretend and rest is nothing. If you can't pretend you must be doing a lot of hard work and still get punched in your face.

"For time unknown this material has been using logic to solve its problems and making them more and more complex day by day. The human object is dangerous, it has developed a lot of potentials and serves as a threat to other, materials that exist in this world. the only material given the power to use a huge collection of materials is the human material. It can use you badly until you get exhausted. And if you do get exhausted, you are exploited even more. They will pour in some chemical where you will transition into something else, virtually destroying your existence. Although they have this term called individualism that separates them from the rest. So much individualism has led them to become more and more selfish day by day. They have already started starting exploiting each other and soon will pulling each other down to earth and destroy everything." a pen on how this human material was.

"A millions of sense elements given to this organism... Oh sorry... the materials, makes no sense. if they could have given some to me, it would have been really awesome. I would have changed te world altogether. I would have bought forward to the world what these leaders really have in their mind. I would have saved this world before it saved me. None would be allowed to destroy my skins without my permission. Whatever this material feels, it likes to profoundly preach such things. It scribbles rubbish about itself which is not at all important, but it gives me a lot of pain to handle." A diary on humans.

Well, some people here hate me and most of the objects I use, but still, everyone loves me because, at the end of the day, I keep the engine called life running. It is a very mechanical process with a lot of ... 

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