Humans are infinite. Our minds are the universe. We chase behind meaning so much that we forget we ourselves are the meaning of life.
Our thoughts and actions are the very thing that define life. Our pain and sufferings, our joy.
We are fools, all of us. Really all we were made to do is admire the stars. The sparkling dust in the sky that we came from.
We were never meant to reach for them.
It's like admiring a butterfly. It's a pretty colourful little thing.
But it's delicate.
Look too close, reach too far. And before you know there's blood on your hands.
That butterfly is on your hands,
And it's not pretty anymore.
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