Even though, I pretend to be interested in the matters that surround me, I barely am. Is this the thing that they call depression, a systematic failure of one’s ability to envision better tomorrow or it’s just a realization of the fact that no matter what is done, everything that surrounds us, is converging towards an inevitable end.

I guess, What I am saying is that the depression is a form of enlightenment.

You know it ain't easy
For these thoughts here to leave me
There's no words to describe it
In French or in English
Well, diamonds they fade
And flowers they bloom
And I'm telling you
These feelings won't go away
They've been knockin' me sideways
They've been knockin' me out lately
Whenever you come around me
These feelings won't go away
They've been knockin' me sideways
I keep thinking in a moment that
Time will take them away
But these feelings won't go away.

-Don't know who wrote this

And now, we tell them that we have been there and back, the place you are trying to reach isnt all that wonderful. Comfort and abudance that you may experience on your way to a world, that is full of plastic and chemicals, are going to be shortlived. You may want to grow all your crops throughout the year, and you may want the continuous ease of disposable goods, but they will introduce horrendous elements in your surroundings. You may want all your buildings air-conditioned and all your roads paved. It all very well can happen but you will pay a tremendous cost. You can tell them to slow down. You will beg them to reconsider.

But they will not listen.