Such intense beauty; our planet, so delicately floating in synchronicity, within this universe that holds our bodies, so gently.

Our soul contains Earth's memory of time & space, and our body is Earth's way of holding on to it.

I find it humorous that we are given a life, not by choice, but for the common misconception that we grow up thinking we have one at all

The human race is on its road to self-destruction, and we wouldn't have it any other way. For we are taught not through the consequences of right and wrong but by the vast unknowing that brings us closer to death.

Death doesn't scare me; It's the process that gives me nightmares.

I wonder if the sea life we extract from the ocean, observe, and put back in the ocean have the same theory on alien abduction as we do.