it seems that humans are the end of nature. but then nature is not human. it's the human end ending the nature that forbears us. so what we have left is in the nature of time. it seems that time is ending, this time it's our time. ending ending ending, and so it goes. i'll sit here on this branch of dead reality, the dead part of the tree, the top view, dying down. i'll watch it all go down. when i sleep i'll fly.