away from the madhouse of the chattering crowd.

i just read about the 20
most interesting people to
watch and read for 2013.

amazing. really amazing.
one feels like a dead jellyfish
the other says life is a shore
with lots of waves and the
other says he eats cannibals.

i shiver. One feels autumn in
summer. I can't relate. Going
back to my room and facing
the same screen, i face
my own blankness.In the mirror
at this moment i am a man without
a face. I feel like i am not
interesting at all.

well everyone feels this. A speck
of dust a grain of rice, indistinct
upon a big bowl. The shore is
endless, and the sky is limitless.

but i never want fame. I like it
this way. I go out of my door
walk alone, and the crowd sees
no one. I see all of them, and
that is enough to make life
so interesting.Animals in the zoo.
Stuffed toys in the store.
A dress shop. A show of guns
and bullets. And then another
explosion headlining the most
famous people entangled in
that ending.

I'm lucky. I am not in the headline.
I am back home, watch the news.
Eyes get tired and then have some
sleep on an hour without restrictions.

No one tells me that in this broad
daylight, it is not good to have sleep.
As others work themselves to death,
i rest at my own choice. I am nothing
After all, this is nobody at his utmost
luxury, in privacy, in seclusion, happily
situated away from the madhouse of
the chattering crowd.