Books about Nothing

Magic exists everwhere we look, but we arent looking. We are always stuck in fast forward. Walking fast with our heads to the ground to see where we are going. Avoid other people's eyes for fear of them looking back. We dont stop to think and look up at the ever changing sky. The sky may be grey, but even grey is beautiful. The sky could be obscured by trees, showing nature taking whatever course it choses. It could be the shine of windows of a building, showing us how far humans have come in such a short time.
This is about all the things we dont see because we are not looking. We never wake up and open our eyes and become suprised that we have eyes to open. We never feel the breeze on our face and be thankful that it is there every single day for us to breathe in and out again. Yes, "we" means myself included. Life moves too fast for us to relish in the good things:
The taste of sunday dinner; the liquid tenderness of gravy, the thick chewy chicken and the suprisingly neutral crunch of yorkshire puddings. We dont remember this, we just wolf it down likes its going to suddenly dissapear. What if that food did actually dissapear? What if we didnt have food on our plates? We would finally realise how wonderful that food really was to us, and we would regret not cherishing it at the time that we had it on a plate in the palms of our hands. We dont look at a flower and think "How did it get here?". We barely give it a glance and think "It's just a flower". What if that flower was suddenly gone?
There is such life and genuine beauty all around us, in everything, and we dont even notice. What does that say about us? We are always moving forwards. Walking with our eyes on the horizen. We dont live in the present, no matter how many people tell you it so. We live in the future. For evolution. For perfection. When everything we need is right next to us, we move away to something new. This is the human's downfall. This is why humans will not live forever as we are. We will move forward to destruction.You'd be surprised how much reading can make you think. Reading unhinges your mind so you can see whats all around you. Reading helps your mind's eye see. Like some sort of demented pair of glasses...