Writing feels sluggish. It feels as though you are hurrying to get somewhere but you are riding the brakes… and this is seeming necessary. But half the time i have to wait on thinking anyway, so i guess it all works out.
A person must attempt to reach up.
There are those who attempt to reach mountain tops, there are those who reach into space, there are those who reach out for the cosmos and there are those who reach beyond. Anyone who actively seeks the beyond has arisen to humanity and left mankind. This is an evolutionary choice; this is the evolutionary choice.