Why do we need all these items and ideas to snare our souls? Why do we argue so much over things? Why do we always crave more?
The perfect shoe defines me. The perfect dog to bark who I am. The belief that promises a solution to all my wishes. The perfect answer to all my troubles are just a storybook away.
All of those things do not help us. All of that is an escape from what we truly are.
All we need to know is that we live on one planet. One tiny little patch of dirt made from the dust of space.
The only perfection lies in the stars. The only perfection is what we are: stardust.
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