All the cats, sunsets, livable planets, loves and lives.
Peace dies and churns back around in a cycle.
Manners die, and churns back around in a cycle.
All the people you’ve cared about, all the conversations and connections..
It goes.
I think it’s a great equalizer.. for when someone starts feeling big .
Of course it is.
Die and wither, decay into dust, feed the next cycle.
You only live for the future.
What is now, is so far gone..
You only live to serve what’s next.
As an example, a record..
This was like this.
That’s what it was like.
And I was here for a moment.
Hmm…
Sounds like a suicide note, but it’s not.
Just thinking.
Makes me feel safe, knowing that everything dies.
Makes me feel better about sharing the Earth with creatures like you.
It does.
It does
dawn 