Journal
"I mean I get it. It's not something I'd want for myself but I understand why they do it. I'd love to think that, as a species, we could retain the lessons we learned in past lives, hell, even in our own past. There must be something beyond survival; work, sex and status. Something we know to be true deep down but never express in fear to be right.
But that's the genius of it.
What is?
To forget; that's the whole point. It's not a lesson it's a joke. We're the joke. The only one that can never get old."
Death serves no purpose.
Your feet in the clouds
Orion's belt is resting on your ankles.
We lived once a thousand times in a second.
Apart, together. Kaleidoscopic.
And though the night is boundless
I guess we're both expected to finish.