Aye come here let's take a lil walk Lil thought experiment You can choose to ignore the ethereal music if you want Allow us this creativity If you could as an endling — here's what I would say How different are we than you What are we missing What is familiar What have we leveled up in Do you see you in us What pillars of survival did we pillage until they were pointless I have so many questions What was earth like then Well don't answer that — how could you Earth for you was just earth Where did you go wrong — what was your fault What was out of your hands Were you wise enough to know Were you lonely or didn't even notice Did you know this was the end — did you panic Were you confident that the best most efficient parts of you were living on in other forms Like your closest relly learning all your best practices Was that on purpose or were you just living How do you just live I have so many questions When it's my time will I know Did you know it was coming or did it sneak up on you Will I look around and see a world I don't recognize Mine incrementally removed from the terrarium without me even noticing Was I consumed with consumption with no thought of the future Was future to you as vague and made up as it is to me Were you bitter Were you tired Were you excited about what the younglings and foundlings figured out Was you dancing all over that fine line between OGs and old heads Between battle bars and dad jokes When you're in a golden era how can you possibly know They say journalism is the first draft of history I say history can only be understood through poetry Were y'all writing any of this down You know the ancient Egyptians didn't call themselves ancient right — they were just them Do you think they knew their way of life was slipping away How could they know their pantheon would find a pathway through Greek and Roman mythos Europe practicing its many millennia long habit of tapping Africa for inspiration But how could Hotep have possibly known Did he know Or maybe it never crossed your mind Life was too beautiful and ugly — just like this I should ask modern us What was the last moment before smartphones cooked your brain The last phone number you remembered You are a dying breed Am I even silly for naming this Is immortality in these mortal coils pointless and aimless What you made you couldn't sustain So enjoy Dance Invest Love hard give freely This will end This — what we have — never does Rich men want Lazarus to go back To leave the comforts of heaven and warn the living That the life you are living ain't really it But if you could ask an endling Well doesn't that mean you are one Beautiful endlings