SAME CROWDS DIFFERENT FOOTPRINTS!

 Same Crowds Different Footprints

The more things change, the more they remain the same. The more this world changes the more it remains the same, unchanged from what it’s been a thousand years ago.

Even though we have eyes below our foreheads… we can only see what our brains can interpret.
Staring at anything for an extended time, is no guarantee that one is 100% aware of the surroundings around the targeted visible objects.

Woah… I have been around this place before, but I do not understand how I missed that beautiful tree perched around the same corner I have used more than I can remember?

Did you forget that your eyes provide sight for the brain? It’s a different story and a different world when talking about the blind person.

Blind people interpret life around them by relying on other senses of the body. Whenever the body loses the use of one sense, the body through the brain magnifies the next adaptive sense 1000% more to find its way forward.

Our bodies have more resources than can be found inside the computer brain.

God created the brain, men invented computers to brainwash us as inferior to these robotic machines.
Artificial Intelligence and computers are based on the finite wisdom of men but the brain, is endless and will never run out of ram space or storage.

Same crowds and different footprints is more than stumping the same grounds a billion times over... it exposes our limits as humans that no matter how long we congregate in the same room...

Nobody can stand inside one’s footprints and shadows, more than once. Like the fast-moving clouds and so are days of our lives. I do not understand why it is possible for our brains to see shadows inside the thickest darkness.

Memories and remembering can be separated from each other through the axial difference. Memories soon turn into permanent landmarks, standing the test of time, while remembering lingers and anchors on these pivoted time marks.

Imaginations are nothing more than over-punctuated thoughts which linger longer than our brains can permit or decipher. 

These lines and tinges of life inside the brain, ultimately become inexplicable perforations read by the brain but rejected by our hearts as untrue and unreal.

Same crowds, different footprints… I was born inside crowds, crawled and lived through the same crowds, only to find myself nowadays… living alone within the same old crowds. 

These thoughts and words written inside my garden of life… may be complicated for you.

Walking past my former High School, where I spent the precious five years of my life… from which I can still hear the same crowd noises and see the same footprints which overlapped over the years.

Boredom and lonesomeness are the two major killers for senior people in the world today. It is hard for you not to hear anybody even calling your name inside a crowded marketplace. 

Is it any wonder why dementia, like a worm it is… is eating way deep inside the brains of the aged of this world.

Surely, we live in a strange world! I never imagined the days where just hearing my name being called out… felt this magic! When all else fails, rest assured… that there’s nothing in this world, powerful enough can destroy your Pride.

Same crowds, different footprints… Proudly I stand! You can’t see this virtue because it’s inside my heart…

Lyricist And Poet: Sydney Pikelela Gutyungwa 

©️December 4th, 2024

Featured Title Song: The Blaze

From The Title Album: A Special Thing

Smooth Jazz Artist: Michael Ross 

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