Humanity doesn't know
where it's going,
it's just GOING,
growing with the flow
of internal energies,
buried anxieties translated
to black tragi-comedy,
driving us blindly onward,
hurling us madly outward,
at long last united
by ego technology
into the cosmic body,

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