Oh it's true that I've left myself slipping into this weird sensation, this hallucinatory feeling of security and self-reliance.
This feeling isn't all it's cracked up to be, in fact, it's completely devoid of what I thought it was supposed to be.
It's all upside down what I feel here.
Confused, I ramble the deepest desires I have to myself to keep focused on human goals.
I know that I'll never see space with my own eyes but I still have hope to experience isolation on my own.
It's such an incredible thing to perceive life the way I have, and the way you've yet to experience.
Somewhere we'll find each other in the way that it was meant to be, until then of course, we'll live life the way we best know how.
Life will be displayed in a thick red, exposing the flaws that flow to the surface revealing holes in the atmosphere that allow for indifference and carelessness.
"Manifest Destiny!" I shout from my pedestal, proclaiming that everyone has their own possibility and action, when I know that truthfully we are all just reactions, impulsively driven to the actions that shape who we are and what we are to become.