"As far as Science is concerned, the cosmos is expanding, the continuum is getting increasingly stretched and star stuff is getting cosmologically apart. Given this is a gradual expansion, this means star stuff gets further and further apart as the cosmic entropy unfolds.
One day, there'll be no more stars in the sky, the Moon will be long divorced from Earth (her orbit is slowly drifting), and even the strongest bonds will be broken. Luckily, the fossil of the last living being would be long scorched from a blazing engulf from the Red Giant Sun; there'll be no more talking minerals conjured by Homo sapiens to take notes of this happening, and even the spirits and dæemons of the living beings will be long depleted and freed from the cosmic Wheel of Samsara built by Demiurge in a futile attempt to keep star stuff away from The Mother, to whom matter will return no matter the Demiurge's will.
You look at your own body and you forgot to wonder how it's so illusory. This existence is but an illusion, fated to be broken by itself. Alienation and oblivion is a fundamental part of this existence. We're wanderers, getting pulled away from our own wandering even before we get pulled by the cold hands of entropy. Still, we humans "think", driven by our survival instincts, that we are going to last forever. We won't, we can't, we must not. Alienation and oblivion is a fundamental part of this existence."
One day, there'll be no more stars in the sky, the Moon will be long divorced from Earth (her orbit is slowly drifting), and even the strongest bonds will be broken. Luckily, the fossil of the last living being would be long scorched from a blazing engulf from the Red Giant Sun; there'll be no more talking minerals conjured by Homo sapiens to take notes of this happening, and even the spirits and dæemons of the living beings will be long depleted and freed from the cosmic Wheel of Samsara built by Demiurge in a futile attempt to keep star stuff away from The Mother, to whom matter will return no matter the Demiurge's will.
You look at your own body and you forgot to wonder how it's so illusory. This existence is but an illusion, fated to be broken by itself. Alienation and oblivion is a fundamental part of this existence. We're wanderers, getting pulled away from our own wandering even before we get pulled by the cold hands of entropy. Still, we humans "think", driven by our survival instincts, that we are going to last forever. We won't, we can't, we must not. Alienation and oblivion is a fundamental part of this existence."
(D.Burch) 
Fragmentiste sous le manteau
C’est une pneumomie crevée qui ourle sur l’autoroute du sens.
