
What are you doing alone at night?
What are you alike?
Do you dare see yourself?
Can you cry without being sad?
A whole world is watching.
Begging you…
(Can you cry for me?)

What are you doing alone at night?
What are you alike?
Do you dare see yourself?
Can you cry without being sad?
A whole world is watching.
Begging you…
(Can you cry for me?)

Happiness.
The goal of all humans.
We strive so hard to attain it that we forget that we will one day lose it. And on that day the whole world will look darker. And the rain will fall.
And we will cry.
And the only thing that will keep us alive, will not be happiness or the promise of a smile. But someone who will hold our hand and cry…

Touch the rhinoceros.
Touch me.
Touch Earth.
They all feel it.
And so do you.
A sense of connectedness.
A sense of belonging.
A sense that you are me.
Blessed humans.
You can touch the edges of the cosmos.
As far away as the dirt at the bottom of your feet…
(A sense of nothingness?)