Goodbye Prejudice

I hate goodbyes, in any language I am prejudiced against them. How can we say goodbye, when we have always been here, and always will be, born in the heart of collapsing stars, far away in time and space, slowly, we are formed from chance and chaos. Here in these bodies for but a fleeting moment, a unique, special arrangement of matter and energy, fighting against a tide of entropy in a battle we are destined to lose, this form decaying into matter and energy that cannot be destroyed, we are here until the cold dark silence of universal heat death engulfs us all. Even then, we are still there.

There are no goodbyes.

There are no goodbyes.


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