worm food in waiting?
bring it on beach!
As the days get shorter
And the light fades from the earth.
Remember that one day the light will fade from you.
Everyone and everything you know will cease to be.
You’ll fart, poop your pants and be gone like a meme on a monday
Existence is as permanent tinfoil tent.
(even yours -scary eh - knowing that you’re a big bag of worm food in waiting)
Why not make it worse. Be foolish.
And the single most foolish, most absurd act that one can do while having a felt sense of this existential dread?
Become a parent.
Doom another to this fate with the ridiculous belief that despite the pain, and the fear and the doubt and the eventual losing of it all, you know damn well that when it comes to existence, you are a whisper to the infinite three simple words.
It’s worth it