It is full of lively energy down there. People are living lives of happiness and sadness at the same time. They have hopes and dreams, regrets, and shameful memories. They want to forget the latter and live in the former. They analyze, label, interpret, and forcefully try to find meaning and a purpose for their existence.
It is a mess down there, and although it is sometimes lonely up here, I am glad I left the crowdedness of the human condition.
I am still here, trying to explain this view and how to find it. Some even listen. It is not that I care or that my explanation will change anything for the world. But the few might leave, just as I did. Funny enough, after some time, those leavers will stand in the same place, looking back and down on their previous lives, wondering how that was even possible. Were they really a part of this crazy circus, singing their songs as they should, like puppets in someone else's play?
