Upside-down

Feeling well is something which has not come by my way for a long time now. I do try very hard to get the feel well thing going but it eludes me.
My friends, who are very strange and a little derange in their daily habits, are involved in a new experiment these days. The experiment is highly confidential. They seldom talk to me these days. One of them even declared publicly that My Existence is a direct threat to their experiment. I really don't get it. How on earth, a simple guy like me could be a threat to anyone or any experiment? I guess everything is not right about what's happening in those half-bald heads of my friends. They are day dreaming illusions and conjuring up devils in saintly and honest guys like me. Well, I think it's none of their fault. After all, when you work on a something that you really care about, it is but natural that you would become over possessive. So I forgive them. Someday, that certainly ain't very far I hope, they will realize their mistake. Then they will ask for my forgiveness. For a few but not very brief initial moments, I would enjoy them, making a truly legitimate scorn or rather a frown on my face. I would stand with my hands folding down on my breasts. My head would be slanted at a peculiar angle, my eyes staring at something far away, may be an eagle flying very low. The patches below my eyes would convey the gravity of my vindicated soul to those kneeling down before me, begging for my forgiveness. And then like God, I'd forgive them. I'd be the saintliest soul in this whole wide world. I'd be the master of this god damn lousy Universe. Haahhh..Great..!!!!