To step into the abyss,
to find some kind of relief.
In the pathways and destinations of life, we often forget our purpose. Why we persist, what drives us, what we are even in this for. It is easy to state, yet this idea has echoed through countless cultures over centuries, and still, we seem to have nothing. We are here, moving, chasing, caught in the endless pursuit of something.
Cut through life, is it? To pass time easily, or to leave a mark on this world? There is a human desire to be remembered: to feel superior, to simply exist while building a family, gaining the respect of peers, accumulating wealth, anything really, but to avoid confronting what lies directly in front of us.
We are adding to a world that is deplorable and was never fair to begin with. We created money to control, to make us feel the need to conquer. The system exists in the name of safety and evolution, and we call it fair.