Hope is giggling upon your hopelessness

Imagine the road that is caught in an infinite loop scenario and layers of it on top of each other, yet surrounded by the green species we've notably deceived.

When everything (those that people say, blame, comment, and fortunately or unfortunately, don't mean) is off beam, life becomes iffy, nature becomes iffy, trees' liveliness freezes, air scares the hell of out us and poetic or even philosophical ways of expressing end up depressing. You see now, reality likes to strike your insane spikes and instabilities. Caring for every word or at least 50% of what you're telling seems like a dream. So, I see another nightmare in the day, the infinity road, that can only be defined by complex spaces. Don’t know which noisy car and mephitic vapors would numb the hell out of my mind to croak my bulky car. Fighting is popping in the back amongst brothers. Screaming amongst mom and dad gleamed in my ears for more than a decade now because needless talking is a doorway to this, and so, we're a scalene triangle for good.

See my elder sister, whose unable to feel the giggling and slamming nature and is rather busy cosmeticizing/fabricating herself. Oh my! The then-quiet nature is plopping me in the dilemma of what to do to first get out of this infinitely eight-shaped road. Waiting for tinkling stars around the head and tickling wrinkles on the face.

‘My passionate profession to daydream is back’ as I saw Porsche Macan drenching me in the burning sun, sweating me to death. It almost bumped my bumper, and I felt like it was 80s Predator time on now. As if all that happened wasn’t enough, the diesel tank’s oily fuel spilled out just like my fearing soul tenderly pierced my teary eyes. As the traffic congestion went on, daydreams daunted, haunted me, and fainted me. Thank 'em above; hours after this tour, crawling began, and we gradually went back home.

One thing that I observed over the course of time is that you either think the world is good or think it isn't, but if you are staying on the neutrality after those neuron swings, you are on another level of realization and actualization. Universally enduring is the only break-even point to the shit pits in the world, and that's what's been happening for more than a year now, fortunately and unfortunately. Opportunity costs frost minds for good.

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use SENSORY WORDS whenever possible (touch, sight, sound, taste, and smell) to paint a picture of the environment, thing, or thoughts of the author and the author him/herself.

make non-living things living things or the other way around when in need

describe the theme/significant scenes, elements, or objects (must not be more than 3 so that you'd not get deviate from your work) of the prompt by exemplifying it through the help of the prompt you receive (like I wrote on a picture)

'Learning is infinite, but actions are modifiable through learning'