“When I open myeyes wide andobserve carefully,
“Even though we are the unanimous geniuses in our personalized worlds,
“Like a mysterious mite of dust invisibly slipping through the tightly shut window within the ultra vast universe of infinite…
Inside a specially-designed energy-syphoning station full of emotion embodied ghosts,
Another usual day in the nothing-is-ever-under-control lab,
A worldly conversation of a tiny bit of a lifetime between two nonexistence that no one needs to know about: