you're never alone. isn't it nice? always someone following. i almost had a panic attack today when i was on a walk because the guy behind me was scraping his shoes on the floor hard enough that it made me suspicious. i go out of my way to check places where i know people are talking about me. i see how i get looked at all the time. people bump into me a lot because i have a pretty vacant gaze and it isn't very clear where i'm trying to walk.
but you're never alone. even if you took us out of this place, shot us into space, a million miles away, they would still be here. the unending chorus of a billion voices - the entire human race - burrowing into our skull. most of which don't have distinct identities (yet). embers of a beginning existence just waiting for the heat to get turned up enough so much so that they stick together for long enough to grow a name.
you're never alone. even when we're trying to sleep someone wants their turn on the train of thought. someone wants to stoke the fire. someone thinks we should keep thinking about it. that'll help. sit remembering all the agonies of our many lives (we could go on for a while) and set yourself ablaze.
you're never alone.