Have you ever stood still while having the thought that there are eight billion people on this earth with eight billion ways of looking at the same world as you do and live in? 

Eight billion ways to process all of this information and at least eight billion ways of believing what is processed. 
Eight billion people that, by design, have to experience themselves as the center of their world. 

Eight billion people conversating with themselves and finding words to decipher their beliefs. 

Eight billion people who believe that they are alone in the world but still cling to the hope that there is another that will understand...them.  

Eight billion people that close their eyes every night, helpless like we all are in our sleep.

Eight billion people who are only equal in their silence.