Beam me up Scotty. And today don’t take me to that dungeon filled with fake smiling robots and expressionless faces. Take me back to my planet. Where distorted faces have genuine smiles. And scary looking eyes have true concern. I was sent to this planet on a mission, to learn from this human race, a lesson on love. Sadly though, I’m leaving bitter and in complete shock at how the lives of people here has become. A day at work is routine. Every smile has a hidden expectation. And the only love in their life is self-love. A greedy obsession with material possessions. A life as hollow as the black hole.
(On a lift)
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