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Prelude of series “What is Reality” Poem, Reality Ridicules Us

We are all in jet coaster reality, and it means either Russian roulette.


Everything in so thrilling in evading crisis and incidentally witnessing all casualty in miserable emotion promoting news reporting at news show and private journalist’s reporting essay.


All reality seems so fictions, thus we don’t have any room in mind to enjoy fictions as authors’ creation, coz much rather all really happening things are extraordinarily so shocking and suspensive.


But possibly we either would be sacrificed or scapegoated by strangely unknown power by malicious stranger.


It is as if we are all in sitting around round table to wait for the turn to us privately in Russian roulette.


Anybody can possibly fall into pitfall, but if we meet the next one or beloved one in victim by chance as out of the blue situation, anybody could be despair, but if just strangers are in that death toll, we even get peace of mind, that neglecting cold selfish our own character often makes us in depressive mind either, so frequently.


We are all in same boat, just it is so hugely giant, its truth we must take attention to as much as possible, I have nothing but its impression.


However I try to sleep so well this night, again, but we must thank its situation to be able to get peaceful moment to Lord, good night see you again, if we see again mutually, why don’t we thank and pray for God again!
(Jan. 18th. 2020)