Swimming through illusion

What is the path forward now?

I can’t turn off these thoughts. I know I’m not doing enough. But what is more?

Am I really the only person that hears the nonstop screaming?

Am I the only person that cries for people I don’t know?

Am I the only person that cries about our lost knowledge and histories and cultures?

No.

But it feels like that just isn’t enough for more, whatever that means.

I’m not a human – I’m a scorpion that’s dreaming.