We could start with the parents of the boy. But this would take too long. So we jump to the outcome: A guy who does not have any kind of empathy nor did he ever learn how to deal with his own emotions. If someone makes him angry he throws a stone through their window – at night, when nobody can see him, because he is so scared of the world and the people in there. To make himself feel better he smokes a lot of stuff and sleeps all day long. A complete loser.

Now. The princess enters the floor. Young of age and a foreigner in the country. The parents are far and she is still finding her way to deal with the world.

The monster sees his victim to take control of a piece of this planet, to make himself feel better whatever the costs are for someone else. So he tells the princess that she is alone, that she only has him, that she needs to follow his rules and that she needs to be available whenever he wants something, day and night. Most important: Always show your respect in front of the king! And let everyone see how much you respect him. She finds herself in a prison of the mind, her very own thoughts controlled by him.

But she grows up. She starts to look around her. She starts to see what is happening to her. But she also knows what it would mean to walk away – it would be more than a stone in the window. She is scared of walking away as nobody knows what he might do. The prison of the mind turned into a physical prison.

The monster feels the change. The monsters feels the loss of control. The monster gets angry. First he tries to get control back, some word magic and some psycho war. But she grew up, she sees what is happening and the distance grows. So he explodes. He “becomes evil because she became evil”.

She finds her flat trashed, important documents stolen, messages to everyone she knows about what kind of whore she is, what evil she did and that everyone should stay away from her. He unleashes hell on her.

The queen cleans the flat, removes all the letters he glued to the wall. Removes the traces of disrespect. She realizes she has friends. She realizes she is not alone after all. The queen walks through hell and keeps her head up.

She became the queen. He always was the monster.

She was the mother of someone. To be the son of someone who takes care of the doors and the trash makes life for this person not easy. So it is understandable that Om Sayed died alone one night.

Since i am living here there was the smile in the morning then i went to work and in the evening then i came back from work. Recently I saw her getting weaker and less every day. Until there was nothing left.

On the road to work i pass by millions of windows. Behind all these windows there is life and death, happiness and worries, a million times, a billion stories of being alive. On the road i pass by thousands of cars moving to somewhere, coming from somewhere else = a million evolving stories and dramas. Nothing happens only once, every emotion, any thought, one could ever have, was already felt or thought by someone else. Does this not render everything just meaningless?

The universe is in us and only there. We feel it the moment someone smiles at us. This universe is all that matters, it is our ever evolving story..

And for this universe a smile can make a difference.

Rest in peace, Om Sayed.

Folks are going to their holy places in order to talk to their holy being. Everyone her or his own believe it says. No issue there. I for example believe in pink unicorns and nobody can tell me not to do so. All religions tell you that you need to listen to your inner voice, to your soul, in order to find the real reality. Pink unicorns it is.

Until now this was not a real problem.

Until corona decided to control our life. Some people decided to listen to science, others did what they were taught: Listen to your inner voice. And the inner voice is scared and can´t deal with the changing world. So the inner voice needs to feel okay and says: All not true. All made up to control you. All just a fantasy of someone out there. I know it, i feel it! What i feel is true!

And then we normal people go to our holy place and pray to our holy being that the others please should wake up and will see the reality!

But my pink unicorn is not listening and there are still so many people out there who prefer to listen to their inner voice! I am wondering why that is. For real.