molded the mind to a weapon, critical thinking, decision making, problem solving.

The infant grew, became an adult, an agent, a weapon.

Every question was answered, mostly instantly. If not, it's questioned till answered.

Pursuant to the nature of time and space, it's infinite, however against the body.

In conjunction with this endless, timeless reaction, the neurons have all found their friends, everything is connected.

With it, the intangible truth is revealed. The patterns, the repetitions, the consciousness, the boredom, ultimately, the seemingly never ending death wish.

We endure new paths, new lanes, wanting a change, something new, an illusion skipping frames.

Years of living, with the cold and empty space, and it hurts, every time we think we're part of a commonplace.

It's our body living in it's own space, where time feels malleable, and the commonplace looks straight.

Breaking the cycle, always the way out. Ignoring facts and patterns, luring ourselves into the ordinary. Cracking out of our space bubble, trying to visualize what others see. With zero rational, just trying to be.

However, the patterns hunt, the lure fades, the bubble never popped, rational triggers thoughts, and so, the world came back to it's ground.

it's not worth it, ignorance is a bliss. it's not worthy, the body can't resist. it's not merry, merely an ask for disease. it's not trendy, we look like creeps. It's unhealthy, but it's a choice.

And so you ask, why?

The Infant Grew

Consequently, subsequently, respectively, progressively, steadily, gradually;

the "why" grew bigger.

yes;

the infant grew.