home becomes a void.
this is not a life one wishes to lead,
or even has the slightest hope for.
it becomes nothing more than
another sleepless night
followed by the creeping sounds
of the ending of the times.
you've lost your purpose,
you're going down with this ship
farewell to the surface,
its nothing you're not used to by now.
he's so far gone, held on for much too long.
the captain yells, "abandon ship"
but he's not listening,
this is his home he wont leave it to rot all alone.
this is the way
this is the path
this is the post humanist effort
falling away into the stream
of digression, building up
building up
building up on all this closure
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