way out

There was only darkness in this dam road, so I thought the floor was black as the sky. But suddenly someone lighted up a torch and the road revealed a beautiful golden glow.
Now I can see each brick limits, and some green grass between them.
There are some ants and roaches walking by. They seem to exist in their own world they can't feel human big scale. They see each brick as they walk through, and try to not fall into the dark limits.
The sky seem unlimited by the dark noir, but if someone lighten it up, all creatures in this yellow brick road won't be satisfied to see that all their decisions and movements in life are commanded by other big creatures. So all we do in this road is a conditioned decision, because we all are puppets on the strings.

Marta Jan 2008