We all are just only tiny, small stardust in vast universe, huge space anytime must laugh loud about us, but we have no room to resist it to universe.

Although we only can look at everything and see world with its tiny eyes, and body of ourselves.
We all could never deviate any our real thing even a second, with our physical body and everything with myself as the matter to make us envious and jealous to anybody.

We all destined to stay only at being myself in addition to it on the earth as tiny sand.
To it, but we rather should thank and contribute in devoting.

Life is once, it must end another day, in terms of its absolute factual truth, we all ought to share the same proposition, only toward it, we should come together, but its act should be so spontaneous, coz a any compulsory order must be counterproductive.

Because probably our own ship is must be only this earth, we should be noticed to it together.
Now this day probably means only it.
(Dec. 29, 31st. 2019)