and life continues to tempt me with falling into it's structure
and I continue to press against that physical reality, the only reality that I actually know
continue to push it's limits, continue to pretend to tell it to fuck off
but some point will come, when I have to swallow
when I have to say, yes, I admit my physical nature, and I admit that I am a subject of this physical reality, and though structure is violent, that degree of violence is, at the end, essential.
at the end, even I will bow down and pray to structure
but I know that my spent energy will not go forgotten, that it will be remembered as a holy martyr
I know that I will be legendary, the most valiant warrior known to humankind, in this infinite war between humanity and physical nature.