The internationally accepted marriage between privacy, exclusive monogamy and social acclaim.
Praised and craved and driving you insane.
It was accompanied with three singing drag queens and a new star on the heavens was born.
The poor poor people didn't know what to do!
So they did everything the other way.
And the reflections of humans became the reality show-off for our creators, for ourselves and for other alien species.
A balance - of joy and pause and sex and grieve - takes time away.
The time that endlessly has created and destroyed.
The time that only nibbles your diaphragma - when directly exposed to it.
And so it nibbles off our self esteem, off our skin, off our muscles and off our lungs.
And we try to literally CUM all over time, and have younger time CUMMING all over us.
Because laughing and joy prolongs our life.
But just as time sets you up with your fate.
Where every moment is meant to be.
Just like that it makes all disintegrate.
And all that is, is how it used to be.
That's why just one picture will stay.
Just a reflection of yesterday...
