My teens flew past me, and it feels like those years were a whole lifetime unto themselves, but now I'm just kind of just here, mostly alone, wishing that something interesting would happen. It's like I always had some baseline that everything interesting used to stem from, and I'm stuck in that. Maybe it's because I'm afraid of everything, because I fail at everything in some way or another. I used to succeed in some amount with everything that I tried, now it seems like every time I try something life shoots it down out of spite and laughs at me for having tried at all.
Into the silence unknown,
Deeper into the remote,
Into the silence unknown,
The light will guide our way home,
Bathing in the light of interstellar skies
Endless galaxies reflecting in our eyes
Bathing in the light of interstellar skies
The fury of dark energy lies in our hearts
No black hole gravity can keep us apart
I, I've been here before now,
I know I can make it out
And now I'm, standing on the edge of the earth
Nobody gonna tell me where to go ah
Standing on the edge of the earth
Nobody gonna tell me what I know
Cause I, I'm not afraid of fallin'
So, nether highway is more or less complete, still a lot of ceiling I need to place/replace but all of the particularly important areas are complete. I can't be knocked off the side anymore, and I won't be nervous if I have to do something about a skelly, hoglin or whatever. Ghasts can't see me behind the glass walls, so as I'm going past I can just go "Oh hi ghasts!" rather than "RUN!!" lol
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
I can see the storm coming.
The wind has already picked up,
It's already knocking things over.
The sky is darkening, it has for years.
Hail, lightning, tornado or flood,
I know not what shall be my downfall.
Perhaps I will endure
Into sunlight beyond.
But it surely won't be the same.
Nothing truly weathers
A storm such as this.
It merely avoids destruction.
And that is my hope.
Salvation lies in the margins,
The barest of distance
From becoming undone.
The rain begins.
I must prepare.
