stairmeup(?)

and there must be a reason why we have built stairs for reaching to the next floor and not another kind of object.

because for me, it would be absolutely perfect getting to the first floor by using a pair of plastic wings or maybe an individual and small aerostatic ballon.

i can even go further and say that we could get the perfection if we would leave the stairs for ever and use a couple of giant birds.

for instance: huge hawks who could take us from our backs, rise us and leave us totally safe in the second or third floor.

of course, i have thought that these big birds would receive a very good salary for their contribution to the human progress (?)*

*i trully believe that in the name of progress (a fake one, of course) we have quit to the poetry... and this is so sad... so tragic and sad (?)