Everything has changed

I look at the same buildings. They look the same. At night, flickering by television light, the commonality of humans, stuck in boxes that we placed ourselves into, willingly and we would do it again. We have. Again and again, and again and again, and again, and again. Nothing has changed. We created this time to waste it. We created waste to time our haste. Don’t believe the hype. Nothing, nothing, nothing has changed.

Dickste.in