At 20 years old I know nothing but the weight of air on my back and illusions of revolution and Armageddon both— distant oases. Yet I carry so much fear. How are you supposed to hold it???? Everything is so close and so far. What am I so afraid of? That armageddon will come? Or that it won’t????

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At 20 years old I know nothing but the weight of air on my back and illusions of revolution and Armageddon both— distant oases. Yet I carry so much fear. How are you supposed to hold it???? Everything is so close and so far. What am I so afraid of? That armageddon will come? Or that it won’t????