A lime in the dimelight

"What the hell are donut seeds?", someone asked. What is the ideal reply to a question so strange that it shouldn't even exist? How can you answer the unanswerable question? Frankly, you don't need to be flummoxed, as there are no answers to unanswerable questions. Strange questions positioned in the limelight needs to disappear, to vanish without a trace. Why do people care about helping others, deemed not to understand the essence of a common answer? Guidance is bliss, they say. Or was it ignorance?

You might even wonder why you are reading this, thinking that it makes no sense whatsoever. Maybe you're someone who likes to flock up with people and be like everyone else, striving for money, power and even fame. A true dime in the limelight. Or perhaps you're a sour lime fruit, green of jealousy as the shower of dimes pass you by, showing you all the wealth and fortune going downhill faster than you could possibly run. But every now and then, you grab a dime, feeling lucky for a moment until you somehow lose the happiness. The love, the joy, slowly disappearing from our very souls. Why do we have to care so much? In the end, we're all destined to die. No modern medication or magnet rings from Alex Chiu will keep us immortal, and slowly but surely, our inner dreams and feelings will go downhill with the wealth and fortune as well.