i'm not groveling i'm just looking at the earth's sky

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I'm being unnaturally quiet. I've been thinking with an attention to detail. Just because I'm not speaking doesn't mean I'm not watching. Everyone around me feels frenzied. It might be partly because I'm not in touch with mainstream media. The election feels alien and inconsequential to me. I'm not good at pretending to care about it this time around. I feel so separated from the world, including emotionally. It might be a good thing. I've been staying still so I can find my way north. I accept the world around me is always going to be hysterical in nature. If I were to simply move up, I'd have to play along. I think if I were to go up, I'd reach a point where I wouldn't be able to comprehend the consequences of human greed. That's why I move north instead.

pencil drawing of an angel demon flying above hellfire

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