We want an escape. Wewant to escape this body, this feeling, this gravity, this personal history and burst into the world where everything is right. Give uspurity. Give us utopia. Give us perfection. Give us our ideals! This is your demand because this is the demand of anyconscious citizen. This is not enough. We need more in this life.
We feel things should be right. So god damnitthey should be right! Why else would we feel they should be right in the first place? This feeling is real, and this need is real. After all, we’re so close.So fucking close. We’re in a universe so devoid of life, and we somehow end up alive on the place with the ocean! And warm weather! And beautiful rain.
And grass and flowers
and kisses and thanksgivingand
(& ripples in water with
And clouds and oxygen…
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