I don’t wanna think about it. Of what am I doing here…
My reason for being here, and what brought me here. Despite endless hurdles, I took whatever this extraterrestrial journey had to offer. I didn’t know why, I didn’t know how. Backtrack as I wanted to, I am already here, contemplating these quandary of sorts.
My mind is in its agonizing predicament to free itself from this comforting numbness, this deafening silence of empty space, brought about by such self-inflicted scientific but masochistic qualms.
I don’t wanna feel the guilt. Of remembering what became of me…. Continue Reading…
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