Were tiptoeing away from reality we seek, Our goals for future so fake. Bleak. These actions we receive as a whole. Though surely they descend from one piece. True, Its enevitable, True, Its unquestionable, True, Its what we are destined to achieve. Unscalable collapse of reality, Uncontrolable crash of this fantasy. Its the blind eye of the Human Race. We cannot not achieve a contrary. Too late for second chances.