
Left alone
In a field of dreams
Plowed and leveled
Lying in wait
To be broken
Again
And again
Pour foundations
Erections follow

Synchronized update
Life is reduced to charging devices
Damned to eternal update hell
Bitcoin indulgences ring in virtual coffers
But no souls spring from the depths of our self-made electronic purgatory
Enslaved by our devices
Can we ever learn to breathe again?

Half moon at sunset

Sunset

You all’s souls may be trapped in a self-made cyber purgatory, but I’m just beeing. Just sayin’!

Moon strays farther from Mars and Venus.