we are stuck shuffled into the fold of humans being human beings we suck our lives through the lives of others, less advanced than we forced to bide our time watching watches tick past ticks etched in the waiting room of existence stand, we, on edges of profundity, those of us who strive to progress, and rabidly fight against the mass to evolve from homo erectus to homo sapien to homo spiritualis and beyond we cry for more than just to exist we ache to be