Awakening

 

 

 

 

 

I was half an accident.

My mother knew she was about to run out of chances to have a child.

So she didn't wear a diaphragm.

 And when she got pregnant,

It was and accident!

My father left her for six weeks. 

But came back.

He never left the booze. 

Life does not come out of nowhere. 

Life does not infinitely grow.

It does not infinitely improve.

It stops. It rests. It makes mistakes. It regroups. It changes in the face of challenges.

There are accidents. 

Lots of accidents. 

And then it starts again.

Nothing gets better forever.

Nothing keeps growing forever. 

No animal species. No people. No country. No business. 

There is only one thing that keeps growing without a pause, without a rest, without a setback.

Until it doesn't.

Until it kills itself.

And kills everything else. 

Cancer.