We struggle to be heard, in a vicious cycle of fault. We’re developing a social disease that needs to stop. We walk alone, in cities of hundreds of thousands. It’s come down to who shouts the loudest, or works until every ounce of passion relinquishes itself to a jaded and empty soul. The voices speak to us in silence, until there’s another empty chamber and ten more shards of hope lost. We’re approaching the dawn of a new socially disfunct machine, that will fall in an exponential demise. It approaches, cycling around us in swarms of drones, too concerned with their selves with with no sympathy for the whole. We never stop to wonder what happened after we stopped listening as we fall to the Earth in grains of sand..