Aspirations towards the sun have expired. The upright ape with opposable thumbs who only looks down to the palms of his hands, where everything is perfectly within reach. A steady descent back to the primordial sea we ambitiously crawled from eons ago. Dragged to the surface, stood up, reached out, and received the gift of blindness. It won't be long before our irrelevant legs disintegrate.

Now the light in our hands eclipses the heavens.