Can you hear the whispers? Whispers of the wind, begging to be helped. Can you hear the atmospheric changes? Can you feel the endless emotions screaming around? Hectic, it's so hectic. Sounds of a thousand silent screams. It's too noisy. We are to noisy. We are disturbing the trees and the breeze who is asleep. They want their rest. All we do is complain. The trees that live years before us and before our parents, yet they stand in silent not complaining at all. They whisper to us, they whisper for us to keep silent. Enjoy our journey and enjoy peace. Enjoy happines and enjoy nature. We are indeed the damned.