People are stranger, when you are a stranger

Strange place, strange world, stranger lights, stranger words.
It all comes back to knowing what the other feel. But how can you tell, sometimes even doubting what goes on in your own cord, unable to listen to the mumbling of your guts.
Anywho, it's a sweet sweet world with some very sour thoughts. Sour is good! It gets you off your sugar high! It also tasts fine with chicken hong-kong. And the flu even comes for free!
After all, it is your duty to keep the ugly-ones from drowning. Without them, anything is lost. Without you doing what you should, pestilence will overcome! It's all been published in 47! S
But some simply should not see their destiny. It crushes their spirit and makes them loose the touch. It's only youth, it will not be forever like this. Thou perpetual questions shalt be damned! they scream. Although they form the very essence for us. For there will be no moment in time with a conscious mind not asking why and how. Sadly enough answers are found by few, and given to many. Sad in fact only to the many, not seeing above the wall they are building. We must treat them with honorable respect, for without their wall, we wouldn't be able to see a thing neither!