Why we’re here
There was a journey once:
Luden pointed to side of the mountain. It was clear in the daylight–Shapes impossible to describe, formed by faces they knew and would never know, crafted this portion of the mountain which spanned the horizon.
“The global object is real.” The gnat whispered to Luden, as it continued to dance on the wind.
A hot-cold sensation spiralled up from the extended finger as the faraway mountain passed through Luden’s fingertip almost as if they had misjudged the distance, but Luden knew this was not so.
“I suppose we are not far enough away yet to observe it clearly.”
Let us go together