Under Pouring Thoughts

Why have we ever invented an umbrella? What for? Rain won't hurt, sun won't kill if you just go under the cover. Humans long ago should think about making another type of umbrella. The one that protects you from pouring thoughts. You will say, what are then drugs and alcohol for if not to prevent you from over thinking. Will they really do the job? How long can you stay high? What happens when you get down? To get out of an oblivion and be a victim to razor sharp thoughts that are in ambush. The umbrellas would do if only they would have been invented. Meanwhile, there is no hiding place from your thoughts. Ceaselessly dropping down on you one by one. "Where are we? What are we? Who are we?" Have you heard that Muse song? It plays in my mind, no umbrella to block it. Today I am angry. I will blame everything on governments, not humans. Today I have a mercy, I will assume this crisis is not originating from our actions but our instincts. Today I will cling on to the bits of hope that things will be put back together naturally. I put the earth next to me on a dirty floor and sit beside. I need a rest, five minutes, ten minutes, an hour. Then I will take you back on my shoulders again and carry you around the sun.