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"If we keep utterly still, we can suffer no wear and tear, and will never die."

Do I want to stay still?

I do, but only when I've moved enough to reach the point where I've accomplished the life I want. A tiny house in the woods with some. And we'll dance in a bleary-eyed state of madness, fueled by everything we use to expand our minds. We'll go barefoot and we will be the only ones around for miles. A mattress on the floor, a perpetually unmade bed surrounded by stacks of books leaning this way or that. We'll watch the dust float through the beams of light in our kitchen, and we will know that we are that dust and we will one day be drifting through your dining room or resting in your sheets. We'll fill our days desperately searching for something to believe in, but in our nights we will be looking at every star that there is to see. And in these nights we'll know what we believe in and we'll know we won't find it wherever we look.

We could stay still and be happy forever.