There were raining black clouds over people’s head and it made them feel sad. What does it could mean?
In a parallel world to ours, there is a kingdom called Badland, located between the past and the future. Something weird happens in this very familiar place: the rain is constant and particular.
Right after the born, a black cloud appears over every Badlandish head. The period of the rain and the kind of rain were different to each citizen. Whereas could rain for days over somebody’s head, it could even rain for others. Whereas could rain criticism disapproval over some ones, it could rain gibe laughs over others.
Some people understood the logic of the rains like why it rained was not just water but laughs, criticisms, magazines, crucifixes. The rain represented what was hurting their owners and was destroying their self-esteem.
Over the head of someone who had a beauty complex, it could rain cosmetics, silicones, Men’s Health. Over someone who was afraid of seeing their honor destroyed, it could rain disapproval looks, gossips and the guilty of failing.
In order to reduce this unpleasant quantity of rain, those who discovered the black clouds logic attempt to build their fortress, some of them were efficient and others were not.
There were people that looked at these people and could not see them being caught by the furious rain. They were good actors and actresses. They could be healthy outside but they were hurt inside. They protected them in a stupid way, getting strong with fashion, fake smiles, unreal happiness, cliché philosophies.
They would like to build their fortress that would protect them from the rain of stones, criticisms, laughs caused by those fucking black clouds. If they could build their fortress, maybe the cloud would disappear.
But how people could build their real fortress?
In a parallel world to ours, there is a kingdom called Badland, located between the past and the future. Something weird happens in this very familiar place: the rain is constant and particular.
Right after the born, a black cloud appears over every Badlandish head. The period of the rain and the kind of rain were different to each citizen. Whereas could rain for days over somebody’s head, it could even rain for others. Whereas could rain criticism disapproval over some ones, it could rain gibe laughs over others.
Some people understood the logic of the rains like why it rained was not just water but laughs, criticisms, magazines, crucifixes. The rain represented what was hurting their owners and was destroying their self-esteem.
Over the head of someone who had a beauty complex, it could rain cosmetics, silicones, Men’s Health. Over someone who was afraid of seeing their honor destroyed, it could rain disapproval looks, gossips and the guilty of failing.
In order to reduce this unpleasant quantity of rain, those who discovered the black clouds logic attempt to build their fortress, some of them were efficient and others were not.
There were people that looked at these people and could not see them being caught by the furious rain. They were good actors and actresses. They could be healthy outside but they were hurt inside. They protected them in a stupid way, getting strong with fashion, fake smiles, unreal happiness, cliché philosophies.
They would like to build their fortress that would protect them from the rain of stones, criticisms, laughs caused by those fucking black clouds. If they could build their fortress, maybe the cloud would disappear.
But how people could build their real fortress?
