Who lit the hearth that is the mind? I am tired of pouring blocks of thoughts into it repeatedly. How can the raging fire be put out? Oh God, who should I turn to now to put out this raging fire?
The first pay check brought pure fantasy. My heart danced with glee. As time moved on the novelty did fade. The joy slowly waned, a monotonous routine set in.
Had there been no mind to humans, what might have happened? No dreams to pursue, no wandering thoughts. A world without harm or conflict, where people live happy, peaceful lives.