And here we are, awkwardly balancing on this almost invisible string right above the botomless gap. Or are we? Maybe it's just the never ending fall that started forever ago. Maybe we got used to this feeling. Maybe we didn't and have simply decided to lie to ourselves making it look like we're actually balancing, even though we're not even in the middle of nowhere. Oh, beautiful illusion, oh, desperate us, and inevitable death in the end. |