We seek stimuli
To avoid stillness,
We fear a plague of wasted time
That we must divide our minds,
Depress our world
And half-ass everything,
Because half of everything is better than none of something
Even if that something is stress, insomnia, fear, rage.
We most not stop.
Even though, stillness is not regression or no longer existing
We are rarely still, because the most frightening thing to learn about is the self.