Chapter 1: Where is my head?

….a view of an alien world.  Freakin’ creatures.  “Who the hell are you?”, probably is what you’re going to say.  It’s not very surprising, since you’ve spent the rest of your life inside a can.  No light, no air, no tuna.  Such a restricted world.  If you only knew, you could’ve swim the vast ocean, and not dip in the lukewarm sauce of the world you once knew.  Don’t fool yourself, you’re not swimming, it’s a big lie, you’re just submerged in that tomato sauce of yours.  Damn, you can’t even move a single finger, do you know why? I do, because you don’t have a finger.  You could have at least your head.  It is where your eyes are, so you could be able to see the life in such a vast color. Then, you could never have lurked in the darkness with no purpose on mind whatsoever…….

………… then, you could’ve been proud of yourself…..

…..but then, the wasted moments, maybe it’s not your fault……

-the aitenshi sardine project