The Notebook of Reality.
The world has become a mess. Humans, the so-called rulers of this planet, destroy in the name of “progress.” Trees are cut down, forests stripped bare, animals driven from their homes. Oil runs dry, the air thickens with poison — a poor reward for the Earth that sustains them. Among themselves, people divide and judge: by skin, by wealth, by appearance, by gender. Yet under the same sun, aren’t we all nothing more than human? Still, they wander in illusions, trapped within oceans and stars, mistaking their prison for freedom. You’ve heard it all before — wars breaking out somewhere far away, reports on the evening news. Too distant to touch, yet heavy enough to linger in your chest. You don’t know me, and I don’t know you. I’m just a leaf, trembling on a fragile branch. But let me ask: if a notebook existed, one that could turn every word you wrote into reality — what would you write?
About The Notebook of Reality.
The world has become a mess. Humans, the so-called rulers of this planet, destroy in the name of “progress.” Trees are cut down, forests stripped bare, animals driven from their homes. Oil runs dry, the air thickens with poison — a poor reward for the Earth that sustains them. Among themselves, people divide and judge: by skin, by wealth, by app...Read more