Steering on a Middle Ground via a Middle Course

On a 1-way street, crossing over for a U-turn is the hardship. Knowing that what you want, what you esteemed of, what you ever in your smallest dreams dreamt of is next to you, gives you the gram-positive adrenaline rush. Still, subsiding all the goosebumps, bumping all the gratuitous halts, following the contemporary methodology is the way, because what else.
Forsooth towards the modern day practicality now, the zeal to cut out of the shortcuts. Just stick around a pin to point, a staircase, with the awareness of zero smoothness, zero ‘I’m there for you’ and zero binoculars, move along. Move along the awkwardness and the shamelessness. Slide through the brilliant white glossy tongues of your sub-ordinates and your ordinates. High-five as high as many trolls your twenties could support, because what else.
Thinking towards a real reality, the climate in this day and age is such, as many pollutants you are worthy of involuntarily churning out, the more successful you are. Maybe it’s the way of letting out of the inner venoms, but what it does to the sustaining good climate, our soul earner, who cares. Caring- a foggy yet a strong word- has somewhere lost its charm. The tall handsome stud now sits frozen. No one wants to care, but at the same time wants to be cared. Writing about it only sounds hypocritical. Shouting out to all the hashtags synonymous to “Care”, but not opting to do nothing about it. Bystanders are also not appreciated at the same time so can’t even shut up, so be vocal, because what else.
Concluding on a topic is the most complex version of a thought. How can a full stop be applied to not only this, but to anything? A thought is as smooth as air; it can’t be captured. In the same way, it can easily be contaminated. So before someone steals and eats this, I call it off with the following two lines: –
Dupe with the smartest and welcome the race,
Loosen the handbrake and let the destiny-strife duo steer the path to a middle course.