A bird lover kept a cage outside the window
and kept it open.
Everyday e new bird came with lots of freedom and the person kept it open.
The crowd of the dead started growing…the birds would frolic in front of the person and just stopped dead.
One day that man closed the gate of the cage and the procession stopped gradually…the numbers got low…the world of liberation started growing again.

Stay inside. Time will remember the days. We will again start strong. But for now stay inside…if you are depressed then shout, howl, cry, scratch the walls…but stay the fuck inside. Be brave, be scientific and I know we will again feel what it really means to be a part of longer continuity. I know the light will shine.