Driving down from the highway leaving Los Angeles felt unreal. I would see miles of wild fires interrupting the life that was present. I looked into the flames and saw hell. It was then that I felt so small. (talk more on the fires?)
So easily would I be swept away as if nothing even happened. All that I’ve done would become equalized to nothing. In the same way humanity can get eaten by this beast while the true enjoyments that life provides are murdered with it. It’s easier to stare into what feels in the moment better but
Look away from this massacre and we welcome the end.