Making Sense of It

Have you experienced that moment of bliss when all what you ever wanted comes to reality before your very eyes? And what you ever wish to do is to make others' life feel a fair share of how you feel and at least not to make other lives miserable?

I have until I see “Blindness”

An epidemic of Blindness struck a city with people of all walks of life gone blind with no apparent reasons. Suspected to be contaminating, those gone blind where contained in an old mental facility. With increasing number of victims and less support from the authorities, they started to lose their senses. 


They are blind and smell nothing of cleanliness and sanitation. They see only brightness and hear no angels. Their sight and taste elope to escape from feeling hopeless. Their common sense weakens when a narcissistic prick controls the food supply and slowly kills their appetite for sense of humanity, dignity and decency.


I feel for the congenital blind when given an opportunity to be great took advantage of the situation and in cahoots with the prick took over the distribution of food and obsessed on authority. When no more valuables to exchange for food, these lowlife creatures implemented exchanging the women to satisfy their flesh. I can only pity them.


I feel with the blinds standing in the dark where opportunist and users lurk around to attack what is left of them, their dignity. What do you expect from those miserable opportunist souls who have nothing but misery? They need company. 


I feel with the character of Julienne Moore who retained her sight despite being with the blinds and risk being contaminated to stand by her husband. It took her awhile to become really a ray of light to guide them to their freedom. She has to see the darkness first to make sense of it.


I guess, I don't have to be blind to see humanity.