Humanity

You are a grain of sand swallowed by ocean foam and dragged into a deep, mysterious world, defined by darkness.
You are a blade of grass in an uncut playing field.
Suppressed. Absorbed. Camouflaged.

Authorities have dictated how we should live. We follow step-by-step instructions from birth until death: primary, secondary, college education; university; a job - a sustained, high wage job for life; a house; a partner; marriage; children; retirement; death. Generations of bionic beings. Civilization has settled for an unbreakable lifestyle.
I live in an epidemic of clones who no longer want live. They will work and pay bills but they will not live.

Who has the cure for laziness? Money is a plague that will slaughter every last art or dream or ambition left in this decaying world. Governments create our beaches and leave the rich communities to sparkle,dry, in the sun as the poorer sands drown.
Wet. Overpowered.
In reality, every one of us are just compressed pieces of rock, bone and shell. The only difference between us and them? Wet sand is denser than dry. At least we have each-other.

At least we have each-other!

But there is a difference between being alone and feeling lonely.

Would you rather conform to social formalities and feel desolate in a swarm of indistinguishable followers or be alone and know you're free?

It's better to have no-one than be no-one.

Be the tallest flower in a bed of weeds.
Be the moon in broad daylight.
Be the rainstorm in a dessert.
Be the tiger in a city.

Be you and no one else.