Where is the line?
That can't be crossed by mankind.
We overstep boundaries and reach new heights only to find that there are more on the other side.
When do we say that we are fine?
To not go beyond and stay behind?
Build up our knowledge of what we find before leaping over that fresh and enticing line.
Can't we obey the signs?
Can't we control our minds?
Or is our curse to forever be slaves to our hungry eyes?
That line becomes our horizon.
Maybe the reason we keep deceiving our parasitic cerebrum is we lost our brightest star and now we're trying to find one.
Opportunity is our new sun.
And insanity happens to be the only definition for constant exploration.