Alien journal

People are excited by non-conformists. They are delighted to see in others a side of their unused for reasons of convenience and mental tonic. They have an expression: "What I love that stuff, but I don't see myself wearing it!”
People are afraid to externalize them self. Because this will look “strange” for other people, which are also the same but they don't externalize them self for not to seam “awkward” in front of others people eyes.

People are proud to be original. But all of them, tend to patterns. Even this originality, if we look carefully, it is strictly included in a small “box”. Because if it would be outside of it, would not be original anymore. I mean they are original because they are more to the edge of the “box”, but obviously, still in it. Because if they would be outside of it, would not be original anymore. Would be misplaced.

People hate routine. But they do everything possible to plan every minute in the exact same way every day.
People want next them mystery, unforeseen, special. But they nestle near triteness. Because unforeseeable is unpredictable. Mystery is dark. Special is difficult to transpose in routine. Ordinary is ordinary. You know it, you can make predictions, you can easily categorize.

People want adventure. And then they go to amusement park. But when the nightfall comes they hurry home, for not to catch the night on the road.
People want to experience intensity. And when they get that, they run away as burnt.
People like the heat. But they stop to warm. They love the rain. But at the first sign of the storm they hide themselves in houses.
People like to fly. But they all keep complaining they have no wings. Because they have observed around them that this is the only way to fly.

People put money aside for black days. But when the black days are coming, they don't see them as black and money keep stay aside for black days.
People considered themselves supreme beings. But they get frightened at first sign of alien or Paranormal.
People are free. And everyone enjoys the freedom to put their own chains.
People like movement. And sometimes they even move to the refrigerator.
People like nature. Well, less bugs. OK, and mud. Wet grass is not ok either. And the mountain is a little cold. And slopes are a little difficult. And they have no power and hot water.
People get enthusiast. Then they switch.
People love animals. As long as they are docile.
People can do whatever they want. And doing as others do.
People need heroes. Because they are not able to be.
People have invented dreams. To be able to put in images what they will never have courage to be.
People need safety, things they can catch, control, things that do not give them over their head, for convenience, protection. And acting as such.
People need to match. To fit in box. And for that they cripple their pluses.
People are weird. In predictable rates.