La plume des Enimistes

People are living in shit holes. People are suffering, people are struggling, people are in pain, but also, people are silent and they seem usually happy. Is it genuine happiness we see on their faces? Or is it just a fake smiling mask put on top? Ask your self, do you see your self smiling? Or is it the other way around? Now look at the person next to you, is he at least- and i say at least- smiling on the outside? Besides all this, the question that remains is: Supposing we recognize other people's pain and misery, or even notice a little fraction of it, do we actually care? Do we do something about it? Imagine your self taking a walk on a nice sunny day, then you notice this SomeOne coming from the other end of your path. At one point, as your eyes meet and you give it a slight chance of truly looking inside his eyes, at that exact moment after those four or five seconds where you literally got lost. What was it that you've seen? Maybe it was something like a huge lava flood raiding on a whole city and melting it only to get bigger and bigger, or maybe a far away star blowing up and swallowing you inside a black hole. Or maybe you see nothing, you just feel like entering the void. At that exact moment, do you even think of introducing yourself and maybe just asking that old typical question: "Are you okay?". Do you even take a lip of good manners and just smile to them on that nice sunny day? Maybe they could smile back, on that exact day they woke up in the morning to live their nightmare.