sometimes there is nothing to say; sometimes words cannot express enough; sometimes there is much to say but no medium, as though to scream in a vacuum // in order to travel from one planet to the next, we must first traverse the vacuum of space / if we survive, the new planet is ours to explore, ours to thrive_
life thrives on a planet, yet it evolves only by traversing space - the unknown vacuum where we cannot be heard / this is an existence whereby pain and pleasure are equal because without expression, the experience is entirely subjective_
to evolve is to truly live / to survive the traverse is to evolve / and so to truly live is to survive the traverse // and thus, ironically, we may die trying to evolve, trying to live // in the failed traverse, our last moments are preserved, frozen in time and space until the last fray of the Universe extinguishes with a mighty whimper_
and the nothingness is so calm_
