i'm so confused now i can't see a happy future like i used to. just the necessary tasks to convince myself i'm doing okay. i built something with blind faith, not knowing what the foundation was sitting on. its not my 'fault', everyone does it, its what love does. humanity is flawed, we think we are smarter, we think we 'know' better. though we never know until its too late. all is lost, the building fails, we are left out in the cold and lonely. sure, we'll rethink the plan and make improvements, it lasts longer the second time. though we convince ourselves it will won't fail. the nomads probably realized this flaw earlier, one can't depend on man or nature to provide a constant. build and be prepared to move, maybe i'll be a nomad again one day, soon i hope. i want to feel the open space again.
fauna:
Why thank you sir.
rys:
Ohhh... ohhh... it's on! Let's do it. Let's smear up our future vision to a blur. Any insight to our paths, lets smudge that shit. That we CAN DO!