You look up at the sky too much, wondering what will be. I’ve heard that. Lost amongst millions of forgotten lights, ghosts shimmering and floating amongst a vast pool of darkness, a mostly empty sea.

There is an indifference out there,

It shakes you

Haunts you

Befuddles you

If it wasn’t for this, where would you be? Should your focus be placed elsewhere? On the gods and their misplaced scourge? How much of our presence is required? Wondering what our place is in this speck of dust and mud we call earth.

– A. Garcia