work in progress

[Sepia]

A library between the stars, a written history of who we are is what they say we should, what we should aim for. Strive for. I do not care for these people like I do not care for those who say we should strive to uphold the law, any law. The history of who we are are never interesting except to those that aren't us, everyone else than what we see between our eyes, for ourselves we are our faults and our victories but we are never anything more, we are ourselves not a story, never a story, the closest we are is a lie.

When we are young and look upon our olds in their moments of wisdom, we expect to understand, we expect something different than what we know as we dwell on our future, eighteen years of age, filled with monstrous wonder and excitement for a life we know nothing about but we'll peel it like a ripe orange and eat it, juices dripping from our chin, catharsis and enlightenment we will learn later but we expect to learn them at some time but not because there's all this stuff to do and it's all beautiful