the world becomes and we devolve. cultures melt together and in unity, disappear. we are legion. we are locusts. we consume. we conquer. we bury ourselves to the neck in loose dirt and ash then bathe in the rivers of time and complain. we choke on our own sentences because we cant even swallow our own lies. we head, headlong, into nowhere angrily asking "when will get there?" speed is the new drug and condensing time is the new high. we can never be fast enough because we have obliterated the concept of enough. we can never be sated. we can never be hushed. and we can never be defined because we can never be understood.