Elysium of DEATH

       Small screen from my glitchy laptop playing a video that I will gonna watch again, noises bellowed in a narrow street down to the alley, it was bleak-gray morning, the sky is not showing interest to share a glimpse of sunlight, canals full of trashes, flooding the street throughout the marketplace. Everyone is busy with their own business. An Asian woman with a white Apple cut hair, wearing a two-piece of undergarments, luring horny dudes in the street for pleasure, stray kids pickpocket someone's wallet to their demise it doesn't have any pennies. Drugs and alcoholic drinks stung the whole market area, they called it to market, for the sake of camouflage, avoiding the police eyes. To hide it well, they do sell things such as goods but in total low quality and an unfairly high price. Hostages, rallies, and kidnappings echoing in all television news, the havoc is on its berserk stage, authorities can't grip a hand on it. Every evening a gang of guys looking for prey either for money or pleasure, men or women, ransack, forced to obey for them. This criminal has been famous in all news. They keep on showing obscure and hideous videos online, there is this one, they keep banging a girl in a dump bin till she died, by strangling her to death, never stop pleasuring their sleeves. A poor man assumingly just gets out of his work, tied, helplessly yelping, they leave him hanging upside down also done things like what they do always, kidnapping.  Photos and videos have gone mad online but authorities are so slow that every citizen thinks that they're the one who's doing it, for their own sake, they don't have any means to do so, just rally; doing those things is so risky as viruses had been lurking inside the wall, it's lowkey gossip circulating to the whole city. And of course, doing crime this era means to pay for life; sentence to death without proper investigation, because the population is so high that everyone suffers, the government however keep denying the fact and still insist to work just as the past does. Citizens are now obliged on their own will of life living, afraid to step out to hear their voices.    It was back then in my mother's diaries; flash drive plug on my laptop; when she was ten years old, she likes to recall's every little detail so she saves it, every gigabyte of it meant to for the recorded news, memories, and others things that should not be recorded. I actually just accidentally discover it and now I  keep on re-watching somethings, almost memorize every detail of her crazy memory lane. Well, I have to admit the earth is indeed such a cruel world to live in, everything is in chaos, famine, crimes, corruption, prejudice reign the world, much likely the past did, the year of 2040 where everything seems possible as books and movies say,  but it's the total opposite in many other perspectives. Starvation even gets more common and criminals still roam the whole street, gang by the gang, gunshots, and explosions billowing over the place, the drama is no more the craze in every television, but it's the numb politicians. Promising what they can but throughout the years of my existence, I never experience an episode of relief it's always agony, starvation. They got what they want, the support of dumb citizens hex by their enticement, lure onto their world of false hope. Still sleeping-slacking off. Those citizens seriously need to educate their selves, but how if even education is restricted by those corrupt ones. The year 2200 is more nuts more than you think. That when the human status symbol starts to rise again like in ancient times. The low-class citizen who always do things dirty and mostly in an animalistic way, their group called themselves a "Human" as it is, they believe that they're more human because they experience almost all of the agony, and here are the Elites from its word means "best in their classes" they stay out of any trouble, living behind what's is “the users“ as the Humans called them.  Growing in a world like this is a total toasted nut.   Elite's however,  those who have all the means of living in luxury; wealthiest citizens of the planet starts to create their own space along the earth surface, afraid of being infected, they're forming allies that leading to a new world for them and eventually give birth to a  humongous space ship. Making low-class citizens feel pity for themselves but never take a step to make their selves a more comfortable living still blaming the government for what's happening.  The Morning  Star floating around the earth axis, the moon is no longer on its visible instead by now it's hovering around in thousand pieces,  crumbled, turn to dust traveling like a cloud throughout the Milky Way.  Now the mirroring planet that reflects the sunrise,  pulling the gravity towards the earth is the artificial one, of course, made by the Elites along the way with their puppets the politicians, so now they almost control the whole planet with their government, never take back the care on earth. They've been evacuating the earth since the year 2020 the year where almost half of the population killed by the lethal virus, Covid-19. The vaccine that been created by Russia and Egypt is a total mess,  it even makes the virus mutate themselves to a much aggressive strain, that would kill a victim in 24 hours. Although the population decrease, eventually it increase almost surpasses the 7 billion population by the year 2029 and suddenly goes to its lowest slope, now it's only 3 million people living, still depleting within a sudden attack from the virus, and mutation gets even worst, the virus itself consumes the host and control it like a puppet, they're not like a typical zombie in a movie's, although appearance has similarities they don't bite or attack humans.   That year when the invention starts to its fast pace, the 3D printer that meant to build a house on Mars successfully mass produce, use to create a more suitable home for the Elites avoiding the contamination, living behind the poor and the poorest, in a place where wreck and gray, smug, rotten, raided by cockroaches and rats. Elites also created the most powerful invention, the capsule machine that makes everything makes possible, atomizing, perfecting the flaws appearance person, “Project Prosperity”, is now, the biggest hope, it can heal a broken limb in a week, and boost the immune system, seems like the great achievement and a guarantee for living a long life, but this hope is never shared, or even spread, it’s only for the Elites themselves, obsessing to create a perfect world on their own, believing that a new hope will come if those low-class humans will vanish upon the threat; the lurking plague.   They never look upon the earth, focuses, and not to be intervened by anybody who came from the earth, so every time somebody or someone's spaceship came from earth trying to breach their way through the Morning Star air space, been blown turn into pieces. Many tried their luck but no one ever created a little gap through that luck. Even a hacker can't grasp how to, the plan they got always turns into dust blown through to the cold vastness of space. Only some Elites that still not evacuating the earth are allowed to, but sooner they fly out to the planet. The earth is now a lonesome misused, tortured, wrecked, withered to death. From blue planet to brown now slowly turning to red. A haze cloud that flies throughout the continent. Africa is uninhabited, most of the population migrate to Asia some others to the north, where the sss forest still strive to clean out the toxic air, sooner later it will eventually wipe out, resources from its lush green forest is being exported by the Elites. Humans; the low-class citizen on the planet survive by scavaging the remains, the trashes of the Elites. Elites however discover to manipulate Venus’s atmosphere instead of Mars, it is now on 50 percent of its progress. But they continue to reclaim the area on Mars planet.    This discovery outstands other recent inventions, a lower-class citizen from the earth, us, now given a task to repopulate. Only then when they're being uplifted, but little did they know they will be the new subject, a guinea pig for their new project, the Elites new project proposal, gene mutation.