Elucidating Questions

I feel lost in this world of hustling and bustling, to and fro

I can’t keep up with the go go go

I just sit here watching it all transform around me

Entire communities where there once was forest

Can’t go back to my childhood play place

It’s townhouses now

There is no decrepit Elven Playground

Lost in the forest having appeared from who knows where

Years of the elements showing its age

No, it was torn down along with the trees

I didn’t get to see the teeter totter tree slowly rot away and return to the Earth

Leaving that poor tree that bore her to finally rest

There are no streams in river

Trickles of water here and there

Always heading to the pond

Yet a pond it stayed

Until they drained it

These transformations in the name of human gain

Only for the houses they built to skyrocket in price and suddenly it’s the rich that live here

And the poor should just leave

So they are, good luck

This progress

This ever achieving more, and more

Exponentially

As if our achievements are the Universe themself, expanding ever outward

Neverending

It ends

Everything has a limit

You fly to it

Then decend

If we managed a certain height throughout we’d achieve more than a desperate bought for the top does

The burst

The burn out

Every bubble bursts

I don’t know where we’ll be when the Universe does but here?

I can see and feel the limit

We’ve reached it and they’re still pushing

This funneling of cash upwards

If we’re not at the breaking point now we will be in a few years

God I hope someone wakes the fuck up before that happens

I don’t know

Someone who can actually rally people to a cause

What’s the good of being awake if it’s just to stay here and see things steadily getting worse?

Why can’t I experience the anaesthesia that the masses are on?

Steady my thoughts and just ignore it so I don’t see it coming

Can’t see my own future, but humanity’s?

How to create something else

I don’t know

To blindly believe in the good, when I’ve been shown so much of the bad

You ask for it

Over and over

Belief of the future

It’s all going so much faster than me

I am but a broken shell containing a frazzled and stressed out spirit

My ability is not controlled by belief

I need a right hand

I always feel like that’s just the wrongest term and I hate it

仲間が必要ね?

Ah these words we use that don’t convey all the things we want to say

If only I could know every language ever spoken and have a word for everything at once

I don’t know why you encourage me, I go at such a slow pace

Everything is changing around me

While I feel I stay the same.