awake

The hardest part about waking up,
in a life full of sleepers,
is when you figure out you were the only one who did,
and the only one who didn’t bother to just go back to sleep.

But I watch over you while you repose,
in this funny little mix-up of our incarnations,
waiting
for you to finally wake up too,
and at the same time ponder
if you’ll even remember who i am once you do.

I made the wrong choice, didn’t I?

Paracetamol and the Golden Chrysanthemum

There are many things in life that cannot be “explained” – this is essentially what people would continually think throughout history and present. For anything we can’t explain, we, as humans, may attribute with spirituality until we find a plausible answer. We can fill it with phantasmagoria or use folklore, or we can attribute humanistic or supernatural theories; above all, humans are not comfortable without answers. Perhaps this is why science exists – to give us answers that we can reuse and replicate. What if we start to run out of answers?

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