Sold.

I look around.

There are two people in front of me.
One gives money, the other hands over a cup of coffee.

I look around.
There are two people in front of me.
One gives a smile, the other continues the conversation.

I look around.
There are several bunch of people in front of me.
One gives a nod, the other laughs, the third appreciates, the fourth disagrees, the fifth snorts.The conversation continues.

I look around.
There is a guy sitting alone. Aged. Scottish by looks.
He sips his coffee, rolls up his sleeves, glares into his macbook and starts writing.

I look around.
There is a young kid, fidgeting with his cell phone.
He reads something on his cellphone screen and smiles.

I look around.
There is an old couple walking outside. A lazy stroll.
The lady holds the old man's hand. The old man offers his shoulder instead.

I look around.
Each second, each moment, we are sold. we are bought.
We trade through emotions and words. We buy validation, comfort, security and further emotions.

It is as if, we can't exist without the whole buying and selling here.
We sell. We buy. Each day, Each second.
We auction brains, bodies, ideas, thoughts, emotions.

We are sold.
We are bought.

There is a sea within. An everlasting supply of thoughts within. Looking for a buyer. Looking for a transaction. Looking to be sold. All the time, every time. 

And we sell. We breathe. We think. we sell. we live. we die. 

In between all this, we never pause a transaction. we never bypass our thoughts and our mind to Cherish the Soul of Silence and Peace. 

Just Silence. Peace. Him and Nothing. Where there is no trade. no selling. no identity. Nothing. Where we blink our eyes to capture the Feel rather than selling our time to capture on technology. 

Where you can hear the Heart Beat rather than transactions of your thoughts. 

But then, 

as if happily noting the observation, excited with a new thought..I think.

I look around.
My brain says to write.
I start starting. 

Sold.