Day 276 of 365
The American felling.
Consumed by validation.
Our selfish creations only guide us to an innate desire to be remembered.
Why do I need to be more than an echo in the wave of for forever.
Did I even exist? because I don’t know a single thing about my great grandparents.
They are all forgotten.
I guess this gives some insight into the mind of terrorists or mass shooters.
Their dead names repeated on tv’s so incessantly we have no choice but to remember them.
I can name at least three but I cannot name a single victim.
In that case I don’t want to be remembered.
Let me go gently into the night.