We’re living in a simulated version of our current world we call Web3, we have disconnected ourselves as mere mortals and transcended into something we really don’t fully understand the entirety of to have power in value and validity, sitting at the edge of our seats looking ominous. What next? We ask ourselves.

We sell art online as tokens, keep and monitor our online wallets and check everyday on Debank to make sure our internet money is secure either rising or falling that day to spare our internet invisible money in currencies that sound like male body wash from wiping off the face of existence.

What really is the value of value? We’re does the pleasure lie in being the sole owner of a piece of art that has your id on it? What is the essence of this lifetime and how do nfts crossover with you to the afterlife? I understand it’s an asset but in the end we’re all gamblers in the world of coders and developers. If it all comes crashing down today, where do you stand?

Are you red light or green light? Are you the amber of the traffic light? All in all, we’re all a spectacle of a greater cause but what is it? We’re probably a black ace in the game of solitaire but does that make us all checkmates in our own reality?

Intimacy is not who you let touch you, it’s how you feel when they do. It’s finding the courage within oneself to let yourself go and having someone who is on the same frequency as you to share this experience without any regret. The wild fire effect of feeling connected to another soul in a safe space is priceless almost telepathic, feeling known and willing to know another deeply. There’s freedom to find yourself amidst all the chaos.

When your eyes sparkle and it feels like a lucid dream, it never matters what the persons wearing, what race or color they might be or if they have a chipped tooth. Communal spaces filled with great energy that’s where you should be. To keep your soul alive and excited, ready for new adventures.

What if we lived in a world where another version of you existed? but has made different choices as to not turn out as the version of you you know now or have ever known? would you then despise or chastise a different version of yourself? because the other version of you did not meet the exceptions of the you that you know?or you’re scared of the core values that make both of you,you, are somewhat the same? Are we really afraid of change? or is it just a delusion? because ….someplace somewhere, there is a you but are we really ourselves when another version exists? is your present the weak link of humanity? even if you are, or are not? How do we all become the best versions of ourselves? are we destined to fail as us? or are we getting upgraded every other day? is the whole essence of humanity a test? or just an endless longing for survival? to see the next year, decade? Are we so deluded that we fail to see that even this version of ourselves has flaws? And so do the upgrades. 

Are we just narcissists living together in our death loop? Are we so afraid of our animalistic behaviors? Do we have to pretend to fit into the norms of today? norms we created for ourselves by ourselves to control, to tame and be put on a leash by society? Who is society? what makes up a society that goes on to make rules and sanctions for immoral acts? What is immoral? what is so immoral about our existence we try so hard to not stray away from?

Because one day, I might drop dead.

Maybe it’s weird. Maybe it’s scary. Maybe it seems downright impossible to just be – to just let people know you want them, need them, feel like, in this very moment, you will die if you do not see them, hold them, touch them in some way whether its your feet on their thighs on the couch or your tongue in their mouth or your heart in their handsBut there is nothing more beautiful than being desperate.

And there is nothing more risky than pretending not to care.

We are young and we are human and we are beautiful and we are not as in control as we think we are. We never know who needs us back. We never know the magic that can arise between ourselves and other humans.