in a would-be depressed world, love would be an illegal drug..
and living would be the norm. somehow it's the opposite in this world.
love is the norm and living is illegal.

this world has yet to shake its social restraints. this is a place where it's
not okay to be alone. we wear badges of gender and class. we prophesies
a great global civilization...and yet we fail to see eye to eye with our own neighbors..

this is the futility of being human. this is the flaw of Thought.