Thursday 11 July 2013

Microcosm



The beat goes on.

It was like any other club, dark, hot, and with writhing bodies, most lost in their own worlds.

But in that sea of humanity, things happened. People met, and would eventually become the bane of each other’s existence, locked in a never ending cycle of lust, hate, and regret.

Others make choices about what influences their minds on a chemical level. Some will enjoy it, others not, and others still will lose their minds over it.

Some will make money, some will lose friendships, and maybe some will find love.

But always the beat goes on.

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