We rush through life.
Do we still see?
Faster is the only speed we know.
Trees and people and streets pass by without us noticing.
There is no limit, no rest, no destination.
On and on we run.
No left or right, no breath we take.
Only silhouettes and shadows that flee from around us. We don’t mind.
Nobody cares about nobody.
We dive into deep, dark oceans full of everything.
We sink like stones.
We don’t try to escape, we drown.
We expect no help.
We don’t ask for help.
We hold our breath… and still smile.
Who am I?
A nothing among nobodies.
A nothing among nobodies?
Does this exist?
Do I exist?
Will we ever see?
Will we ever resurface?
Face yourself, then face the world.
There is enough that’s worth putting the brakes on. Especially you.
— Kali Mahavidya
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