we're all born with answers. the problem is that when we are kids, it's like we're looking at a circle wondering why it doesn't make sense. but then we grow up and realize we've actually been staring at a sphere. and some humans spend their whole lives turning this sphere end over end, looking for a point they can never find...maybe never seeing all of it, lost in the search, retracing the same lines.

i've come to realize that i feel out of place, wandering around that sphere, the dominoes never falling the way i want them to, because i am nothing. i try to be great, try to be something, anything. but i am not.
it's hard not to get caught up with the humans, always trying, gathering plastic bullshit, trying to bury the truth of the sphere...
that is why i love it here, with you. we are not human. we are animal. here, i am because i don't have to be...