Impressed again
By the persistence of reality as I know it
To journey beyond
Again and again
Returning intact
To a functioning craft
With the same sensors
What is this game?

The luxury of guilt
The privilege of choice
The comforting repetition
Of a world controlled tightly

Stop striving
I tell myself
The whole human race
Wonders if I’m talking to them

I’m an outsider
Until I remember just how linked we all are
The same energy
Buzzing within

Born noble
And pointed
And convinced of our entitlements
We keep dancing with our weary partners

Looking for friends and enemies, fights and causes
Hero’s journeys
Because an idle mind
Is the devil’s playground.

So many characters to encounter.