The world is a big puppet with a string held in each person’s hands, and so the image makes us think we’re in control, but the puppet is like a balloon dancing in the wind, slapped around by inevitable change and like little pieces of a puzzle we collide like idiots hanging to their lives feeling sorry for ourselves being bullied by a freaking wooden balloon, that’s not sad, sure is ironic having a puppet pulling the strings, but it’s a step closer to actually have the humility to see such picture and even slightly believe it, this is how you change the world, on your own if you pull back hard enough in the right direction at least you won’t squish over others, give them room to breathe and remember they were once humans too, and in time they might start pulling back with you, reshaping the world, then one day they will see the change and see the strength in being able to change the world, so in turn they will want to shape it again and again forcing it to be what they want more than what it should be, you see… the puppet corrupts, and some other poor fools somewhere else are being hung by the unfair change, the imbalance that followed the brief balance, one of them will show them how to pull back, just to fix the world, nothing more nothing less, they do, they like it, and the puppet corrupts, and so back and forth the world goes like a rusty pendulum forced to follow the leadership of fools, oh and how wonderful it is to be a fool, it’s not an insult it’s a decree, you have to be one or amongst ones to learn something or another, and it’s harder being the good guy in times of peace and victory, cause if you’re smart enough you can see the corruption creeping its way but it’s hard to do anything about it, what are you going to do anyway, be the bad guy?!!!
