Ice

No fingerprints

Cold embrace. Metal shark rising. Cold war. The MIRVs are flying.

Hope they don't find you.

Duck and cover.

Yeah, that will help.

Sometimes

I used to be just like you.

Now You are here. Make the best of it.

I tried.

Hope

We came across this guy. Just sitting there by the road. He was smoking a cigarette. I asked him if everything was alright. He inhaled, made a big cloud of smoke, smiled at me, with yellowing teeth. He answered "- Do you know that we are all made of stardust?".

I couldn't come up with a reply and moved along.

Close

Permanent, moveable. Hard and fluent. Ebbs and flows. Life and death. Hope and despair.

Embrace your view of permanence.

Hero

Sail on, sailor.

Hope you reach the shores of what is known.

Abyss

It stares back at you.

I surely hope so.

At the edge of your knowledge, you question the validity of science. You step over the edge of your horizon and hope there will be something to guide you to further learning.

Your life, feelings and meanings belong to you.

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