The indifferent held a parade today - It had no particular route and no particular destination - It had no particular purpose and no-one particularly cared. Hundreds of marchers meandered through the city streets (No-one was counting). They resembled a swarm of zig zag bees – Casanovas of the flower kingdom. They shed no pollen; they shed no light on their singular lack of purpose. Only people lack that focus – only people can be that out of step with their surroundings. It’s a luxury only people can afford in the bore or be bored, dog eat chow world of synthetic existence. Any given day you can see the parade of indifference wander through the streets of any given city; naked monkeys shrouded in the cotton cocoon of isolation; ambiguous members of the master species lost in introspection.