Some days I wake up and everything I do seems like a backlash to the knowledge, the opulent inference, that it’s all wrong. It’s hard to ignore on some days because the casualties are smiling at me; they’re shifting and steering down the same road as me, into the sunset of a meltdown.
This ephemeral ball of nothing, floating in the cosmos.
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you always suck me in. this gives way to great visuals for me.
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Imagine how things today would change if we had an unlimited source of fuel.. or if reconfiguring atoms were a reality (completely changing the economic "material possessions" system..) Not all changes can be resisted.
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But then again, anything is possible.
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