Or Why The Fuck Are You Here
exactly how does one make any sense of a universe-of-existence that both embraces change and runs away from it/ you either dive head first into the vast unknown, the uncontrollable, death with its chains for every mind/ the secrets you do not yet understand how to translate/ what do you do when it moves like wind and you suspect the thing is ruthless/ you either dance with it eye to eye and tongue to tongue/ or why the fuck are you here/