Update? Life will out. That's what I wrote today. That is what I believe. Life finds a way. It's true. Look at our history. I mean, yeah, shit can be biased. If I say, look at our history, were we all not standing at different points? Would our angles all be different. Does that make our views different? Is there still a singular point in time that we would reach, regardless the journey? Idk. But standing on my point, looking at my angle, life WILL out. I see it fine. I acknowledge it sadly and humbly. When we are all gone, back to dust, life will still out. Of my bones, a tree will grow. Of my memories, children grow up. Of my love, hope goes on. I know it. I feel it.
I'm no longer terrified. Mildly perplexed at the vastness before us, yes, always. How dare we just birth human beings on and on and throw them into this planet of chaos. We are too.. stupid. Heh. To fill this planet up to the brink with humans and then sit back and complain about humans. Are we not all blind. Worms under rocks. Still life. Still valuable. Still needed and loved. But just so so dumb. And we have the audacity to hold expectations. We were born through a series of mishaps. We are born into more mishaps. We may leave due to a mishap. This is the order of chaos. We are an echo of it, made flesh. I think.. that we should be fine. We'll be okay. And even when we are not, I hold fast. Because life will out. For you. For me. For them. For us all.
2087
turnnoffyourmind
pixelskylines
andulkaphoto
kaledo-art
yousharknotpass
