For whom the bell doesn't toll

People exist, or don't. It's up to you to notice them.

The world of intellectualism has it's ugly side too. Whenever you put yourself on a level apart from others, you adopt the elitist mentality. "Insignificant" things and beings suddenly drop off your radar.

There is no worse crime than for a great poet to be a laborer; a great philosopher to be a soldier.

Take this girl on the train, a solemn manifesto inscribed in flesh. She may not be attractive, she may not be "dressed to kill", she may not be saying anything. No bag, no book, no music player, nothing. A fixed gaze and a horrific scar where her larynx once was.

But, who's to say that her silent vision of the world will not invert your own reality, shatter the mold whence you came, make it impossible to return.

There is no worse crime than to silence the already voiceless.

Image: Original photograph with Solari effect