You feel something.

It is the feeling of being nothing but a single gear in a giant machine.

The feeling of the world landing in your hands, only to let it slip through your fingers.

The feeling that there is only you and the night.

How are you doing?

I am existing.

I saw the kiss of the aurora and the stars

and the sun and the earth.

The heartbeat of the sky spiked.

To feel a feeling is the meaning of being.

It means you are existing too.

You are the remains of everything there was before.

You are the foundation of everything there is to come.

You are you.

I am me.

We are everything that needs to be.