Knowing is what will ultimately end us all
Perhaps not knowing is better than knowing
Perhaps you seek answers because you do not want to come to terms with yourself
Why do we yearn to know every inch of this insufferable universe?
From the deepest depths of the ocean
To the edge of the galaxy
We have determined our fate
We will utterly succumb to some kind of man-made destruction
It has always been known
To some kind of advanced civilization before us
We have just now found out what and how our humanity will end
Heat death, perhaps
We worry that our work will go to waste
YOU ARE READING
Random short stories and snippets that I wrote
Science FictionThis will be a collection of all the little writings I do just because. Some of the stories will deal with darker subjects such as death and body dysmorphia. I also drew to cover art.
