The moonlight that yells joy to the city. The Nightlights giving life to the dead streets. Restaurants fully occupied with tulips on each table. People long for rest but believe they do not need to. We have lost the way of caring for other people. We think too much and love too little. Too many people being ugly to each other. Broken glasses shattering inside my head. The Lies and The believing could not agree more. The beacon arises that can anew this demoralized world. None realized that the beacon only lives within us, deep inside of our emotions whom we cast a giant red brick wall to hide in.