On the Run

losing control.
Running out of time.
Nice to see you.
Oh, see you later!
Let's hang out.
Sorry for not calling back in the past...month?
yea. it's been a while
well, gotta run!

Catching up...catching up...almost almost!!
and we're behind again....
Almost there! I can see myself laying down on my bed
reading a book for leisure...
and here we go again.

A life of endless trial.
of endless work.
never rest.
we keep learning this lesson
the insignificance of human labor.
it's not meant to be this important,
but yet we fall
over and over.

we cause it.
Humanity is the cause of its own suffering.
So where can we seek for help?
where shall we go?
what shall we do?
If all that we do is meant to deteriorate
or somehow cause destruction...
where can we go?
what can we do?

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