Zarathustra warned me of such convergence and I ignored as my frames were fixated on you. I always assured myself that pain was momentary I was in the wrong to assume such, pain is inexhaustible it’s only us, humans that get exhausted. I gazed so far into the abyss that it felt like time and matter were at a cessation, but when your shimmering light appeared I felt. The desert that was my soul flooded with waters that haven’t been seen since the time of Noah. And Like vapid