The emotional state of a confused human mind can be compared to the prisoner’s dilemma in the

Game Theory or an illusion. Wherever the confused mind steers, you follow. To amplify this
grotesque situation, your heart hits back on you for all the years you tried to forget it’s meaning in
an emotional verb, specifically, love. What can we complain about? It was our rational irrational
logic which led us to believe the promises we made to ourselves and the loved ones. What a pity!
It feels like the sweet sea breeze has reversed its course and blowing towards the sea’s other end,
taking a fraction of your soul and mind. However, this is a trivial matter in the current state of
practical hedonism. Why are we so linked to the extended body materials when we are conscious of
its temporary existence? Are we irrational? If so, back with the present thought, the whole economic
field is a sham as one of its most important tenets is that human is rational. Well, this is a topic for
another time. What we believe, to exist only for us holds the substantial evidence of our stupidity.
That is the reason we feel secure in the disgusting cave of hedonism. On the social front, think about
your lover. When you hear someone say “She is very insecure about him”, that’s an instance where
that particular person finds hard to believe that her lover is not their possession or comes with a
guarantee of a lifetime. Smart humans have devised a hack for it, at least they express it even if they
don’t live by it. The hack is simple, life is short so let’s live in the moment, but they forget to
contemplate on what is the most efficient way to live, even if it’s just a moment. A serial killer can
live in a moment by killing one human every moment. Voila!
So, where does it leave us? I think on the front porch of a meadow house on a fine summer morning.
What you miss then is a smell nothing more or less than the smell of a florist. The florist, whose deep
voice echoes on the narrow streets of the village:
O’ lovers, I call you
For, the flowers are dying
Only, your love can save their dying breaths
O’ lovers, I call you
O’ lovers, I cry for you
Like this beautiful flower
Your love will fade into the abyss
As by death or heartbreak
O’ lovers, I cry for you
O’ lovers, I pray for you
To be grateful
This perfect gift
Learn to compromise & sacrifice
As for the fruits, it will bear
O’ lovers, I pray for you
O’ lovers, I say goodbye
To your endless tales
Of happiness and sadness
Embrace your loved one
It’s time that you leave
And something better is awaiting
O’ lovers, I say goodbye