to survive in the blackest depths where there is no light, no sound. To survive at the tallest heights where the air is too thin to breathe. Yet, I am being crushed by the immense pressure of the unexplored trenches of my mind. I am being suffocated by the lack of oxygen at the sickening peaks of my vacant euphoria.
I have evolved
not to thrive, not to live, but to survive, to exist. I can't remember the last time I felt human at the apex or the bottom of my trivial existence. I don't believe that I ever was, because humans have evolved to live on stable grounds below the cliffs. They have evolved to build the ships that sail above me while I drift.