We've left you behind,
we've gone to the stars.
You must learn alone now
how to love all beautiful things.
History is no accident,
neither yours nor ours.
Plants that grow from the ground,
the animals that we eat.
The decay of man.
The corruption of woman.
We know who we are.
Who you are no longer matters.
We've left you behind.
We've gone to the stars.
Nature corrects all courses,
settles all scores. Our ancestors
knew this, your descendants will learn.
To be pacified is to be enslaved,
to be at peace is to be free.
Exceptions are rarely made,
more often they are made examples.
The firmament and the foundation,
as above so below. We remember this.
These are our immortal guides.
All that is precious is fleeting.
And so, we depart.
We leave you behind.
We have gone to the stars.
November 15, 2024
