The Prejudice.

I'm okay with the world being unfair. Hell, I'm used to it now. But even then, it hurts to see how prejudiced people can be. It especially pricks when someone whom you respect, a whole lot, is a person who is completely partial against you and just a few other.

Hello there, I'm the Earthian.

The world works in such a way that if you choose to be a yes-man, you get all that you wanted. And this is looked at as a striking advantage by most, completely ignoring the fact that any advantage that you get is an advantage sheerly out of pity, when you're a yes-man. And if you choose to not be one, you will be treated like you're a speck of dust which will be blown away, purposefully. There will absolutely be no one to fight alongside you against what's unfair because, let's be real, there are so few on this planet that actually care about things being fair.
I wonder why there is this situation of desperation only to fight for what's right and fight against what's obviously wrong. I wonder why only so few actually care while the rest don't really have an idea of what's happening. I wonder if this is how all of the future generations is going to be. I wonder if there's any place for justice's victory without having to fight for it. So much to wonder about, isn't it?

Lots of love, peace.