Minding the Mindless

Who's to say we were not born to betray? In a mindless world filled with plasticity, where our final destination is a box reproduced for many, we yearn for individuality. In achieving so, we must achieve or disachieve, win or falter. That is the mind we are given... Or is it the mind we take? There is no saying whether we chose this life or this life chooses us - whether this world, who we frame as senseless and uncaring, is only perceived that way...or worse, created by we, who condemn it so, for who can hate their bastard creation more than the creator itself.