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We are all made of star dust and we are questioning everything.

Howling at the stars like stark raving mad men with nothing left to lose.

Life is a trip to a tomorrow that doesn't exist.

Only this moment.

Moaning and whaling, late into the night.

The fever Takes ahold.

A second or forever.

My heart skips another beat.

Mindless, indulgent and yet fleeting.

I take another step.

A moment of ecstasy, a brief glimpse of eternity.

I will not die crying.

Body gave up, mind stubborn as fuck.

Venturing deeper into the darkness and beyond.

We embrace it, what we create we destroy then repeat.

We can still see the world, like projections on the walls of the cave.

Passed along through children with a tenuous grip on reality.

Lost in an information overload, without meaning or context.

A lie through screens.

The shape of things to come, humans are losing... Starting.

Continuity has lost.

Passengers on a doomed mission to planet I, me, and mine.

Caught in the gravity of perpetual victim-hood.

Terrifying journey to nowhere, broken stories people have concocted to justify not evolving.

This is home, in the forest, hidden under every stone, far beyond the unknown.

Deep breaths, let the sun set.

Sleep well for once

What will happen next?

Standing still, over-thinking.

The challenges that lay before us, the obstacles that deter us.

Stopped.

We take a step.

We fall, we learn.

The fear, the confusion.

Our thoughts becoming intrusive.

Without challenges, we will never know what our fears are masking.

Failure is not the end.

Its the lesson

We are humans being.