Open Your Eyes

“Close your eyes. Look around you and tell me what you see.”

 

“Monkeys. Monkeys with heads made of out of clay, carrying bag full of paper constantly looking at their watches which are made of silver and gold… yet, the numbers on these watches aren’t there. They glance past things with a sweep of their eye, never really looking.

 

I see beggars dressed like gods in clothes made of paper as expensive as diamonds. Rags with empty pockets. And they smile through gritted teeth… like something very painful is going on their heads.

 

Boxes… illuminated by bright light preoccupying the grinning monkeys like their whole life depends on it. I see chains, dangling and crisscrossing everywhere, like everybody is tied with one other. They look choked up.

 

Flowers… once bloomed but are now scattered like leaves, lifeless on the ground. Dragged by the wind into the trash, mingling with the garbage. It is a paradise of white and gray. Of black and a darker black. Pavements are made of spiky glass and slippery filth. This is their kingdom.”

 

“Now open your eyes and look at the mirror, tell me what you see.”

 

“My head is made of clay.”

It has become appallingly obvious that our technology has exceeded our humanity.

– Albert Einstein

 

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In response to the Daily Prompt.

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